Luke 2

After over 2000 years, there has never been better news than this. The story of Jesus' birth is truly the absolute most wonderful story of all time. Of course the culmination of His life, prophesied here by Simeon when he was only a week old, was awesome news too, but it was of course bittersweet because it was preceded by His brutal murder.

This evening I spent an hour with a group of 3 year olds (including our sweet Gabriella) telling them the wondrous story of Jesus' birth. They all listened attentively and interjected excitedly as we went through it. The odd details all seemed silly and funny to that crowd. A ling trip on a donkey. No hotel rooms to be found. A baby born in a barn. And laying Him in a feed trough on hay. We ended with a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday.

But just read it again. Even though you've read it before. It's just sounds too good to be true. To marvelous for words. He who dwells outside time and space who holds the universe in the span of His hand put on an Earth suit of flesh and entered our 3-D dimension so He could live among the object of His affection. Us. The God who spoke the worlds into existence wants so much for His love to reach us that He became one of us.

The fancy word for it is incarnation. But I don't think it suits the magnitude of the miracle of God becoming human. I hope you spend much of today just gripped by the enormity and majesty of it all. That you are distracted all day, that you have a hard time focusing on anything else, because you can't stop pondering it all. That's what Mary did. She treasured it all in her heart, She pondered what it all meant. She marveled at what was unfolding before her eyes. So just try to get there too. Meditate on it. Allow the anticipation of Christmas to enter into every minute of this truly miraculous wonderful "Eve."