Who Is Jesus?
The first time that You opened Your eyes did You realize that You would be my Savior? And the first breath that left Your lips, did You know that it would change this world forever? I celebrate the day that You were born to die so I could one day pray for You to save my life. || Relient K // Celebrate The Day
You see, there’s a story that started during this season of Christmas, when a baby was born in the night. People came far and followed the star to see this majesty and beauty fleshed out.
God became a perfect, sweet boy.
And that innocent, beautiful little boy would one day be crushed. He would have every doubt we have, every pain we have, every sin, every ounce of darkness of the entire world heaped upon his shoulders and drag himself and the cross to His death.
Alright so here’s the thing:
Almost everyone knows this story. Jesus was born. So we say in our prayers around Christmas time “thanks for being born Jesus.” Then we go to a Christmas Eve service and light some candles and sing silent night and presents and candy canes and the movie Elf hooray Christmas whoop dee doo!!!! Me me me stuff stuff stuff.
But seriously. Is that not what we do? It so is.
This week I learned what Christmas really is about. And honestly I don’t think it’s only what Christmas is about – I think it’s what being a follower of Jesus is about.
Serving. Giving. Loving. Spreading joy.
Some of us from my class went caroling last night, oh my golly gee it was great. We laughed and sang and prayed over all the staff members of Link on their front door steps. We also made a surprise stop at someone house we didn’t know and we prayed for this sweet mama and her little girl right there in the cement hall of the apartment complex. At the end of the prayer, she looked up with tears glistening in her eyes, sweetly smiled and softly said “Thank you. You don’t know how much that means.”
That is Christmas: reminding people of the gift that Jesus brought by being born. Life. He was born for us to give us hope and to give us life he died and rose.
I hope you feel so loved and blessed and comforted this Christmas. I hope this month of decembrrrrr is a blessing and that Jesus reveals to you like He’s revealing to my class why He was born.
P.s. I’m wearing Christmas socks and listening to Johnny Swim’s Christmas album (do yourself a favor and listen to this glory) and eating a candy cane. Merry Christmas time y’all.