You may feel anxious right now. The fate of our country is uncertain, at best. The chasm we all hoped would settle after the election seems to be ever widening as the ground around it rumbles and shakes. The truth is difficult to cipher. Fake news stories abound and are virally shared.
Add in the usual holiday madness that has become our norm for this month of the year and for some, this is the perfect storm.
But focus on this.
You are loved.
The King of the world, with you in mind, came to be one of us, to experience life as you do. To laugh, to weep, to be annoyed and exasperated, to feel stress, to be treated unjustly, to have his words twisted, to be mocked. He experienced deep loss and grieved. He knew great agony and physical pain.
He was misunderstood, over and over again. Not one person really knew Him.
And while my emotions are running the gamut the last few months, and I could choose to write about so many other things, I’m focusing on this, instead.
Intimately and deeply, whether we accept Him or not. He is the only one who really “gets” us. You realize you’re not alone in that desire to be known, right? We all want that. Some look for it longingly in past relationships with parents, wondering why they were never enough. Others in one failed romantic entanglement after another. Some of us find some semblance of it in our marriages, but even that’s not quite enough to totally satisfy the deep need to be fully known and fully loved.
He knows our human experience and what we’re experiencing because He was human. BUT, more than that, He knows our personal experience, our feelings, our darkest fears, our highest hopes, because He knows us.
And He is delighted in each of us.
The story of Christmas is that God came near. The hope of Christmas is that He is near, still. Emmanuel…God with us.
Please know, He’s just a whisper away. Merry Christmas, and may God be near to you all year.