Love Came Down

I have been chasing my tail again…there are so many things going on in our lives and the life of the Church the weeks before Christmas. Last week the girls had their school program up at Petty and I must say they did an impressive job…not just my kids (though they were), but especially the third and fourth graders who did an extraordinary job of singing Handel’s Messiah (no, they did not use flash cards, they sang it!). There was also the (final) two days of work to pull off the Live Nativity…but you’ve already heard all about that. And then the Beulah family grew last Saturday morning with the birth of Hadlie Mae Scott. Perhaps the celebration of a birth is just what we need to celebrate THE birth! A miracle in itself, the birth of a child reminds us of what happened so long ago, only it took place in a stable…a dirty, smelly stable with the animals kicking up dust and…well you know why it was smelly. That is the scene our Redeemer chose to arrive in; not the sanitized view most of us hold in our minds of the manger scene. Knowing this causes a great truth to resonate with me even more: God loved us…loved us enough to endure what we don’t even want to think of…loved us so much that he sent his only Son as a sacrifice for our sins. Praise God for His love made know thru Christmas.