I believe in Christmas because God is the only Being I know Who is so utterly selfless as to do such a thing, and so incredibly ingenious as to figure out how to do it.

Christmas is God coming to the very place that we would never think to look for Him. And I think He did that because we live in the very places that the world would never think to look for us.

I don’t think that I want God to come ‘to’ me, for that suggests an encounter that I might enjoy. Rather, I think I want God to come ‘for’ me for that evidences the rescue that I need.

Christmas is opportunity while everything else in life is the hope of opportunity.

We wonder why God waits to step in after it’s too late. That’s because with God there is no such thing as too late.

When we fall to the bottom of the hole that we’ve spent our lives digging, we will find that God was there waiting for us long before we showed up. And in one hand He’s holding all of the shovels that we used to dig it, and in the other He’s got a ladder.

Although I’m a bit tentative about it all, I would like to say that if my death saved your life I would gladly engage in such an exchange. But if I must make that exchange knowing that you are likely to reject it, and that you will turn on it and brutally ridicule it until the beauty of my sacrifice is altogether destroyed, I cannot imagine taking such an action. Yet, God does that every single day.

I think that the stories that God has told and the things that He has done seem utter implausible to us only because we lock Him into the tiny rubrics that the stories He has told and the things that He has done invite us outside of.

Do you fear taking on the task of changing the world because a task of this magnitude as held against the puny totality of who you are suggests that such a task is ridiculous beyond imagination? Well, imagine God standing beside you and then what can you imagine?