2000 years ago, a tiny baby was born for you.  Into a world where hope was lost, where the world was darkened by sin and by ignorance, came your Savior.  The world He entered was harsh — where justice was not purified by charity, where struggle was not redeemed by love.   The future of an average man or woman looked bleak, but one accepted the toils of daily life because there was no alternative.  Their cross was not just poverty — it was a the bitterness of an oppressive life lived without answers.

In that cave, God came to earth to answer man’s need.  We forget the immensity of what Christ’s birth really means.  We take our Christian society for granted, and don’t stop to think how different life would be without our Savior.

In the darkness of night — a darkness more profound than just the absence of the sun, a night much deeper than a certain time of day — Light came into the world.   To sanctify the darkness.  To die for man.  Because man, created in the image and likeness of God, had lost that likeness through the Fall and needed the Perfect Image to redeem him.   Because that is how much we’re worth.

Merry Christmas!

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of Our dear Saviour’s birth.
Long lay the world In sin and error pining,
Til He appear’d And the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope The weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks A new and glorious morn.