An unlikely Christmas, for once spent back home. Unforeseen circumstances had interfered with our travel plans, but ‘tis remain a season to be glad, to be in thanksgiving. For being home this Christmas, served as a ringing reminder, that Christmas had first made its course in history, when Heaven’s Jewel came to a dingy manger, so that the Almighty may bring His children Home.
In a season of rejoicing and celebration, I pray that we may not neglect the weight of the Truth of the birth of our Lord and Savior, who left all majesty to be born in a manger. In Christ, we see God denying Himself all lavishness to lavish Himself on us. A self-giving, other-serving, sacrificial love.
Attending seminary these past two and a half years had ultimately helped me understand grace better. To be able to devote a period in my life to press deeper in knowing this inconceivable God—who had made Himself known in the Person of Jesus Christ: oh, how grateful am I to have been given such an opportunity. For this I give thanks, approaching the Throne as a beloved child basking in Grace.
(selah) then...face to face. 