It's beginning to feel a lot like...


Christmas. Love this time of year. And I love decorating for it. This year was gold, white and greenery. Other ambiguous metallics were also accepted. It just kind of came together. With the kids getting older, I realize that my days of having a tree with a controlled palette are numbered, but I guess I'll enjoy it while I can. 

I got some shiny chipboard letters in the Target dollar section and was trying to think of a short quote to make into a banner. Peter and I were brainstorming one liners from Christmas carols, and it got me thinking about all of the amazing truths about God's story of redemption that are still played in malls and on the radio this time of year—with as materialistic as our culture is, it is refreshing that the truth is not entirely obscured.

Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see; hail the incarnate deity.  A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices. He comes to make His blessings known far as the curse is found. To save us all from satan's power when we were gone astray.  God and sinners reconciled. Let earth receive her king. Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel. O tidings of comfort & joy. For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Come and behold Him, born the king of angels. Born that man no more may die. O come, let us adore him.

That's hardcore Gospel. We live broken lives in a broken world. But God was not distant from our darkness, even though he had every reason to be. He was not willing to let us go. Christmas is an annual reminder that God made the first move toward us. And as long as there is brokenness, sin, pain, disappointment and darkness in the world, Christmas will continue declaring the promise and hope of Immanuel—God with us.

That makes a holiday worthy of celebration. And decoration. So, here's what's happening around our place... (Pardon the abundance of birds, feathers, chevrons and felted items... I'm not very original, people. Once I find something I like, I wear it into the ground.) 

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