Two thousand years ago, God heard the cries of those who were and those who were to be. At the intersection of our sin and hopelessness God split the heavens open to send our King in the form of a newborn babe.
His divine reached right into the dirt of a stable and proclaimed, “I am.”
His grace dared to touch us. His holiness dared to reach us. His son dared to be with us. And on that one glorious night the cries of this Christ-child awakened HOPE again.
We have hope because we have a Savior. A Savior for our every hurt. Our every flaw. Our every need. Those hard places of life that don’t get captured in the smiling photographs. The times we lose it. The fights still unresolved. The rejection that still stings. And the prayer still unanswered.
In between where we are and where we hope to be, our Savior steps right in and declares, I AM the way, the truth and the life.
May His way, truth and life be illuminated to you and yours like never before this Christmas.