The gift I celebrate on this twelfth day of Christmas is the gift of knowing what Christmas is really all about. So many people know that we celebrate this season because of the birth of our savior- Jesus. We often say that, 'Jesus is the reason for the season.' That is true... sort of... but not really.
You see as I type here tonight in these few minutes past midnight- my mind and heart all mixed up with emotions from one extreme to another- I am the reason for Christmas. Me. This day isn't so much about Him as it is about me. He came for me. He loved me so much... so deeply... he came for me. I am the reason for Christmas.
"(21)And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name JESUS: for he shall save his people from their sins. (22)Now all this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying, (23)Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us."
Matthew 1: KJV
He didn't just come for me- He came for you, too! He came for all of us. Christmas is about you as much as it is about me. The reason for Christmas is even wrapped up in the dirtiest, filthiest vagabond who slept in the street last night. It is about all of us... and today I am thankful that I know this powerful and humble truth. We are the reason for Christmas.
Peace to all of you! Goodwill to whoever you are and wherever you live! Jesus has come! He came for you... He came for me. Merry Christmas!