Christmas simply does not work on tradition or nostalgia alone. The joy comes from Jesus, and so does the love.
For us – and I believe this is always the case – the balance is tilted toward the positive, to grace, to redemption, the victory of light, and of promise
It’s like God has taken Beks and David, kissed them with joy, and poured liquid light into them. The light emanates from every pour as they run and play with such natural ebullience.
I’m not saying I believe the future is necessarily going to be any kind of easy. But I do believe in the one who holds the future, and I believe that my grandson David’s generation have so much enthusiasm, and brilliance, and love to give.
Hope is another word for children, isn’t it?
In 1962 I was a six-year-old English kid who’s attention seldom wandered far from the closest soccer ball. Then John Glenn climbed into a tin can strapped to the top of a massive rocket, and became the first American to orbit the earth. Since then he’s been one of my heroes.
This is the invitation of Christmas! Christmas is the invitation to not be afraid; it’s the invitation to trust; it’s the invitation to live!