The morning after Christmas Day is quiet. In our house it is quiet because the children were wiped out by a long and fun day yesterday. In other houses it is quiet because everyone is out shopping for bargains in the sales. For many, the magic of Christmas has now given way to a gradually growing anticipation of return to work or school.
So let me be up-front about this. I have a vested interest in a continued interest in the truth of Christmas. After all, Pleased to Dwell is a book I have authored and I would like it to be of interest to folks for more than just a few weeks each year. Maybe that is my motivation in pondering the subject of this post, but I hope that is not my only motivation.
Christmas is in the DNA of the Christian faith. Why? Because God’s Son didn’t just become one of us to launch an annual holiday. It wasn’t a publicity stunt to stir the sales of Christmas cards and boost end-of-year retail revenue. God’s Son became flesh and dwelt among us because that was the ultimate expression of the heart of God – a heart that wants to draw our hearts out of the black hole of our self-loving-vortex (think January sales), and back into true communion with the God who made us.
The Son of God didn’t become one of us for some temporary period of time, or on some fleeting agenda. He became one of us forever so that we can be united to Him forever.
Whether Pleased to Dwell continues to be a blessing to folks for the next few months is not important. Whether we a gripped by the wonder of the Incarnation and the every day, forever lover of our souls, is.