I started my morning staring into the mirror a little extra. I knew we would be taking family pictures and I wanted to look presentable. But as I stared at the guy in the mirror I saw a man who once again failed in losing weight and getting healthier. I saw a man whose hairline has been retreating for too many years. My eyes locked with a guy who messes things up, who speaks before he thinks all too often, who has too many shortcomings. And in those few moments of insecurity, of frustration, and of despair, I felt God remind me that this is the meaning of Christmas. In the midst of this world’s failures, insecurities, and shortcomings a tiny baby invaded our Earth. He didn’t run away from all of that...from all of us, He ran towards us. He wasn’t overwhelmed by our failures, He overcame the world. I pray that today you would know the peace that comes from a relationship with God. My life would not be the same without Him. I don’t have it all figured out and I get it wrong so many times, but I don’t know what my life would be without a little baby born on this Earth on purpose for a purpose.
Merry Christmas!
tory
