“Don’t rip the paper, Mommy, it is special.” my youngest daughter warned me gently, as I unwrapped the Christmas present she made for my husband and me.
I carefully pulled the tape off and spread out her handmade wrapping paper on the table.
Scrawled in her second grade writing across the top of the paper, it read, “Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you. He is Christ the Lord. Luke 2:11”
Below the verse, drawn by her own hand, was a scene from the very first Christmas --Mary, the baby Jesus and a rather joyful looking Joseph exclaiming, “This is amazing.”
How simply and beautifully and truthfully expressed.
Yes, my dear, it was amazing. And as I sit her tonite in a (finally) quiet home realities of great joy and deep sorrows are rolling around in my head, both in my own life and in the lives of those I love, and I must remember this Christmas truth. It was amazing.
The Prince of the Peace, the Savior of the world, entered in to the darkness of the night, silently. It was a Holy night. It was just as God planned from the very beginning and it has been ever since. Hope Himself came to reside with and rescue the ones He loved. And Mary and Joseph named Him Emmanuel, Jesus, which means "God with us" and they named Him that because -- He is. It is amazing.
Dear reader, whether you are celebrating joys or struggling through sorrows of loss, loneliness or despair this Christmas time, my prayer for you is for peace and love. A peace that surpasses all understanding – a real peace, a tangible peace, a perfect peace, a peace that only Jesus can bring and an assurance of His love, for it is unfailing for you.