the meaning of Christmas.

I want to leave you with something that touched my heart. A few years ago me and my family went to go see the Radio City Rockettes downtown. Beautiful production! At the end of the show they had a live nativity scene and the narrator described baby Jesus in such a beautiful way. JESUS is the real reason for Christmas. Without His birth OR death on the cross, we would be nothing and hopeless... in this generation of lost, we would just blend in! May you fall more in love with Christ as each day approaches, and begin to ponder and rejoice at the coming of His birth this month :)

He was born in an obscure village, son of a peasant woman. He grew up in another obscure village, where he worked in a carpenters shop until he was 13. Then for three years he was an itinerant preacher. He never had a family or owned a home. He never set foot inside a big city. He never traveled 200 miles from the place he was born, never wrote a book or held an office. He did none of the things that usually accompanied greatness. While he was still a young man the tide of popular opinion turned against him, his friends deserted him, he was turned over to his enemies and went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed to a cross between two thieves. While he was dying his executioners gambled for the only piece of property he had, his coat. When he was dead he was taken down and laid in a borrowed grave. 19 centuries have come and gone and today he is the central figure for much of the human race. All the armies that ever marched and all the navies that ever sailed and all the parliaments that ever sat and all the kings that ever reigned put together have not affected the life of man upon this earth this powerfully as this one solitary life.