It's Christmas Eve, and as most holidays, I am reminded of God's love for me. How much I really do need Him. How much He has done for me (I mean, He kinda created me and set me in a wonderful family and everything).
"It's not just about the manger
Where the baby lay.
It's not all about the angels
Who sang for him that day...
It's not just about the presents
Underneath the tree.
It's not all about the feeling
That the season brings to me.
It's about the cross, it's about my sin .
It's about how Jesus came to be bor n o nce,
So that we could be born again."
~About the Cross (by Go Fish)
How true these lyrics really are. I like to think I remember this every time I think about Christmas, but I don't. I think about the presents, giving and getting, about my family, about the warm fuzzies I get in my stomach, about the hot chocolate and the snow... and the lights. I love Christmas lights.
See? I even have a picture of them on my phone and I just felt it was worthy of this post. But anyways, back on point. I can so easily forget the sacrifice that Jesus made on Christmas day. God sent Him to earth. I don't think I could ever understand how...
He left a throne of gold encircled by a rainbow of colors to be nailed to a wooden cross encircled by hateful sinners.
Taking time to think about that just boggles my mind. Why would He come and lay in a mucky manger and have to suffer the pain of the world? Why would He do that? He had everything in Heaven, more than we could EVER imagine, and yet... He came to be bound by time, to be bound in sufferings and heartbreaks... for us. For you. For me.
Christmas really is about Christ. As a human, I easily forget. But not right now. And I am so thankful for what He's done for me. Aren't you?
He left a throne of gold encircled by a rainbow of colors to be nailed to a wooden cross encircled by hateful sinners.
Taking time to think about that just boggles my mind. Why would He come and lay in a mucky manger and have to suffer the pain of the world? Why would He do that? He had everything in Heaven, more than we could EVER imagine, and yet... He came to be bound by time, to be bound in sufferings and heartbreaks... for us. For you. For me.
Christmas really is about Christ. As a human, I easily forget. But not right now. And I am so thankful for what He's done for me. Aren't you?