Christmas Eve

On the last day before Christmas, Ceridy said to me ….

We are here! Christmas has arrived and like a kid, I’m excited. How can that be? My kids are grown up, one married and not even here for the big day, we are retired with God’s blessings - so why?

Well, I suppose, despite years of disappointment, family rows, and messy Christmases, almost all imperfect, the excitement and anticipation somehow has outshone all the bad stuff. There is a heart behind Christmas that beats continually; it’s beat strongest at the worst times of loss, disappointment, regret, neglect, abandonment, loneliness, pain and hurt. Sometimes in the midst of these feelings we have to listen hard for that heart beat - so strong, but so faint, almost drowned out by the ever changing values of our mixed up world - A heart that loves us beyond measure, that cares unconditionally, and that knows fully what it is like to be human.

This Christmas stop! Listen! That heart is beating with love for you. His arms are wide open. Breath out and believe. That’s why he’s called Saviour.