Late on a sleepy, star-spangled night, those angels peeled back the sky just like you would tear open a sparkling Christmas present. Then, with light and joy pouring out of heaven like water through a broken dam, they began to shout and sing the message that baby Jesus had been born. The world had a saviour! The angels called it ‘Good News,’ and it was. (Larry Libby)
Everywhere we look at the moment, it’s bad news. Sky News, Facebook and Twitter tell us the world is on the brink of collapse. From the horrific events in Berlin to matters closer to home, we are surrounded by loss, sadness and individual grief.
And yet, I love this quote. In one short paragraph, it sums up the mystery, the beauty, the wriggly anticipation of the Christmas story.
The Christmas story reminds me to stop.
To look up.
To be still.
One seemingly unimportant little baby is born into the middle of dust, hay and surrounded by the noises of impatient braying animals.
And yet, his birth would change the world forever, bringing sparkling hope, security, an unshakeable knowledge that this life is not all there is.
We might be surrounded by horrifically bad news, we might be facing unimaginable loss, but the birth of Jesus whispers;
There is hope.
There is a way forward.
You can start over.
It’s the best news the world has ever received.
So, if you can, stop, pause, reflect and thank God for loving us so passionately, so intensely, that He would send his son to be born to save us from ourselves.
It’s the best news ever.
Happy Christmas everyone!