Christmas Day is over. Past. The Spirit of Christmas remains in many of our hearts as we treasure the meaning and pack it up to carry it with us through an approaching new year. Nothing surpasses the hope, the sadness, the suffering, the love, the joy, and life of the Christmas season. Born to die only to live and give eternity to those of us doomed to enter hell without Him, Jesus came to lead the way to His father, restoring us to a place without sin and sorrow after exiting this life.
Yes, it's a miracle. All of it. Hard to believe. Stretches any miniscule faith of the human kind. Too big for imagination. Too grandiose to be man-made. Too perfect to accept in a world marred with secular humanism, arrogance and self-important mind games - none of which change the bigger Truth. Take it or leave it. Our individual choices.
The amazing order and creativity cannot be attributed to chance or chaos forming it. We are a specific design, made for a purpose that surpasses what we know as human beings. It's bigger. And nothing we can achieve on our own.
We can embrace our weakness stained in sin or we can reject anything that interferes with what we choose as "reasonable". We can seek the One who gave His life to save our souls or we can trust our humanity to do it for us - and fail miserably. Again, our choices.
Reflecting on the One who loves me in spite of me.
Thank you, Jesus. Be with me everyday of those you've given me.