The Christmas season is a beautiful time of year. It brings families together, puts olds hurts in their proper perspective (forgiven and forgotten), and flows freely with eggnog and peppermint-flavored coffee. Not to mention the prettily wrapped gifts that pile up neatly under the Christmas tree.
What could possibly be better?
Amidst the hustle and bustle of life in the twenty-first century, the heart of Christmas can sometimes be forgotten. The heart of Christmas, though, is what this holiday is all about.
The heart of Christmas is a loving God who sent a willing Son to pay an insurmountable debt so that you and I could know freedom and grace.
Sometimes we let this world rob us of our joy. We spend two hours stuck in a vehicle commuting home from a long day at work. We have to rush in twenty different directions at once because our children are involved in so many different activities. We feel isolated and alone even when we sit in the midst of a large congregation of believers. We look in the mirror some days, and we wondered why the person staring back at us looks familiar.
We allow so many things in this world to sneak into our lives and steal our joy away from us. We make air quotes and blithely call it reality. And maybe it is reality.
It’s also temporal, though.
The only reality that is still going to matter a decade from now, a century from now, or an eternity from now is the reality that we find at the heart of Christmas – that loving God, that willing Son, and the decadent love they both pour out on us every single day.
That first Christmas, all those years ago, our mighty Savior came into this world as a tiny little babe. He led a life that led Him to the cross. He gave up His life for us. And yes, He reclaimed it later in the tomb.
His story is and will always be the heart of Christmas.
Blessings to you all this holiday season. May you hold the story of Christ close to your heart this month and throughout the coming year.