A Minimalist Christmas

Anxiously, they waited in awe as the Savior of the World laid helpless in the unsteady manger.

​The Messiah. The gift. The promise.

Scandalous. ​

The town was a buzz; rumors, hate, blame. 

The heart of Joseph enraged.

Ashamed, Mary bowed her head. 

On his knees, bright light forth, "Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son, and you are to give Him the name Jesus, because He will save His people from their sins."

Knock knock. There is no room in here for you, but I know just the place. Please, follow me. 

The weary mama looked at her formed stomach, in awe of what the Creator had done. She bowed her head in surrender as the Savior of the World fulfilled the awaited promise. 

For the Messiah has come to restore, "Do not be afraid." 

The quiet night of the Savior's birth was drenched in scandal. The woven web of Satan began to unravel.  

"Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all people. Today in the town of David, a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord."

How scandalous was His promise. How reckless, how free. 

This Christmas season, may you always remember the faithfulness of God in uncertainty, pain, and sorrow.

​For He is yet to come again, but until then, keep yearning, keep pursuing, and keep fighting. 

Bring your best gifts to Him.