The centerpiece of civilization and the hope of Adam’s race is a child born in a manger. What a wondrous world.
I’ve had a sweet Christmas with family and friends in Maryland. The fingers are healing nicely, as well as the chest cold that’s kept me close to my Mom’s house for most of the week. The thought that keeps returning to me is the idea that the incarnation of the God-man Jesus brings meaning to all of life, from Christmas cards and pumpkin pies to Salvation Army ringers and good movies. God has entered our world and – by his presence – made all of it holy.
It’s an amazing place to live when once we’re able to see it.