‘Twas the night before Christmas.
Two years since my dear dad’s death. A sad anniversary, on
the eve of the memorial to the most incredible day in history. The day that the
creator God invaded earth to live among us as one of us.
To stand beside us and weep in our sorrow. To chuckle and
guffaw with us through our joys. To celebrate our successes, mourn our
failures, and never leave us alone.
Never.
Our earthly loved ones will leave us at some point, or we
will leave them. That’s the way of this world.
But God will never leave us. He is with us yesterday, today
and forever. Immanuel – God with us.
But until Jesus returns to recreate this world for his
family to share with him, it will always be the night before Christmas in a
way. Because although he is always with us, it’s not always in a way that we
appreciate.
We know it by faith now, but then we shall see him face to
face.
It will no longer be the night before... it will be
Christmas then, forever.
Merry Christmas now, as we celebrate his coming to earth,
and as we anticipate the Christmas that is to come, which will never end.
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