I want to take this time and wish you all a merry Christmas from our family to yours.
Please take time to set aside all the busyness of this season and breathe in the real reason that we're celebrating anything at all.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.
I pray that the reason for Christmas is something that stains you deep, throwing you to your feet in awe of Him not just once a year, but every single day.
Please let the Truth of Jesus be something more than folklore. Please let it not just be a Sunday-school story that you know all the facts about.
Let it transform you. After all, the birth of Jesus in me means death to the "me" that tried to live apart from Him.
Simply knowing about Him isn't enough. There's plenty of people, people who even call themselves Christians, that know plenty about Him but aren't truly, absolutely, madly in love with who He is. Admitting our absolute need and dependency on Him is what He's really after from us.
So, in the midst of all the holiday chaos, set aside all the lights and garland and cookies and gift wrap and snowmen... and celebrate the birth of the Son of God. Emmanuel. God with us.
Please, don't be impressed with yourself... be impressed with Jesus. That alone is worthy of celebration this season.
Merry Christmas to you all!