For to us a child is born, to us a son is given…  (Isaiah 9:6)

I don’t know if there is anything in life more exciting than the birth of a baby.   The feeling of joy, of life, that you get from holding a newborn—it’s astounding.  It doesn’t even have to be your child.  It can be a friend’s,  a neighbor’s—you can run through the hospital maternity ward, grabbing up random newborns.

I’m not recommending this—I’m just saying.

Hope arrives with every baby.

How wonderful is it that God chose to bring Christ to us in this way?  Think about it—the Christ could have appeared fully grown, striding out of the desert on a Thursday morning.  He could have simply walked into the temple and started preaching.  Instead, we get to see him as a baby—yes, so that his genealogy could be verified and so that prophecy would be fulfilled—but also so that we could see a God willing to humble himself by birth, as he would one day humble himself by death.

Your God loves you so much that he sent a baby—the epitome of life—to call you to eternal life.

Heed the call today, Beloved.

Live the life.