"It's coming on Christmas, they're cutting down trees...I wish I had a river I could skate away on."
"Last Christmas I give you my heart, but the very next day, you give it away..."
"Santa Baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot."
Whoa. When did Christmas become all about us? The songs, the presents, the celebration...we squeeze in church somewhere between the Christmas Eve party and the last minute shopping. But shouldn't the church be the center of our focus at Christmas? I feel like throwing up my hands like Charlie Brown shouting, "Doesn't anyone know what Christmas is all about?" Enter the familiar figure of Linus, trailing his faded blue blanket behind him.
"'...Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men.' That's what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown." Linus says.
Christmas...when incarnate God became carnate man, God with us. Immanuel. His coming perfected the promise of 400 years earlier: "He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the Lord hath spoken it. And it shall be said in that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, and he will save us: this is the Lord; we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation." [Isaiah 25:8-9]
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men!
