We have now entered the Christmas week. A few months ago, I listened to a song that deeply moved me; it was Jesus, by Kem. I have listened to it again quite a few times, recently.
I don’t want to copy-paste the entire song here; I just want to highlight some of the words, which, I believe, are specially adapted to the season.
It was the night, the night of His birth. Heaven was satisfied that there would be Peace on earth. All creation every power every life would call on His name. Children love has arrived and you know the world will never truly be the same.
Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. He’s my refuge, my tower, my friend, my power, my strength, my provider. He came to my rescue. And I don't understand it, but I know the love He’s giving me will never end. He is my redeemer in the face of all I fear. He is love without compromise and I know that He’s the reason that I’m standing here. He’s the source of my joy and my hope when I fall. Jesus is the love of my life.
A friend of my daughter told her that in Dubai, where she used to live, Christians are not allowed to celebrate Christmas ostensibly. They cannot hang any decoration, which can be seen from the outside. While chatting with my niece, who lives in Morocco, I’ve learned that Christmas is not celebrated over there too. As if this was not enough the 25th is even going to be a normal school day for her!
Well, someone will say that these are Muslim countries. Indeed! However, if you happen to live in a country where time is suspended for about ten days, for the most “enchanting” time of the year, this is an additional reason to give thanks to GOD.
Christmas commemorates the coming of Christ Jesus on earth. Regardless of whether He was actually born on December 25th or not; and regardless of the fact that this season used to coincide with heathen festivities, the point is: Jesus was born and lived on earth and Christendom has chosen this specific date to remind the world of this cosmic event.
He was born and Heaven was satisfied, because they had just given the most perfect and the most precious offering. Allow Him to be born afresh in your heart (again) and know peace, provision, joy, hope, comfort and help. Allow Him to be born afresh in your heart (again) and be mesmerised by His beauty once more. Jesus is indeed the love of my life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
PS: Listen to Kem’s song, “Jesus”, here.
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