Christmas is God deciding to become what He never had been, so that we can become what we never could be. And so, God does the most improbable thing imaginable. He orchestrates His own birth.

With God, the impossible is demoted to the rank of the possible.

We assume the impossible to be just that…impossible. But when it comes to God, it’s impossible that anything is impossible. Therefore, if we understand this reality and if we dare to act it out in our lives, could it be that the word impossible is just an excuse?

I suppose that Christmas seems vexingly improbable in my mind because that’s not anything that I would do. But isn’t that the exact reason why we need Christmas?

With God, the impossible is not an obstacle but an invitation.

If there’s one thing that’s irrefutably absurd, it’s believing that we can separate intelligence from wisdom and still have it be intelligence.

With God, the word ‘impossible’ is itself impossible.

We are far too practical, and in our practicality we far too often forget that what is practical is far too limited to open the door to the impossible.