We all have a dream for what this life could be like. Christmas is God handing us everything that we need to make that dream a reality. The issue is, are we willing to take up that ‘everything’ or let our dreams fall to ‘nothing.

If Christmas is not everything that it says it is, neither is anything else.

The reason some of us struggle with Christmas is that it refuses to give us what we ‘want’ because it recognizes that doing so sacrifices that which we ‘need.’ And we can be confidently assured that Christmas will never stoop to such an atrocity as this.

When I show up to rescue myself I soon realize that I am less than what I need and that my need is greater than who I am. Hence, God showed up on Christmas to be more than both.

To think that God pens history solely as a retelling of ‘what was’ is to miss the extraordinary fact that history is God’s initiation to ‘what can be.’ And Christmas is one of the greatest moments in history which renders it one of the greatest invitations of our life.

God declared that the end of ourselves need not be the end of ourselves. And if we don’t somehow find that exhilarating, we will end ourselves.

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?

I don’t know what’s worse; being afraid to live or being afraid to die. Yet, the thing about Christmas is that it eliminates both.

Far too often I have assumed something as impossible because I’ve held my limitations up against the magnitude of the challenge. But when I choose to hold God up against the magnitude of the challenge, then what becomes impossible is my ability to see it as impossible.