My god it's christmas

Another Christmas, another occasion to tell the story trying to make it understood. The mystery of Christmas, the miracle of the birth of the Son of God. The mysteries are like that, they can hardly be understood, that is why they are mysteries. Faith is the only thing and the best thing we have to understand them and that faith comes from hearing the Word of God. She says that God was humanized to live with us, but man still has a hard time believing it , resists trusting in Him, prefers to live without Him.

Nobody wants to go to the bottom, to the seed that is Jesus, to be confronted with his Word. Humanism has had the audacity to try to make up God's face, leaving him out by placing man on the throne that does not belong to him. Every day the church has more errands, more programs, sophisticated worship, almost invisible microphones, state-of-the-art audio: all that is fine, if the Bible is taught properly, if those who have the mission to preach it expose it so that the man be confronted with his millennial truths and be transformed by the truth of the Gospel.

Christmas is presenting God to men, which is the same as transmitting hope to them. Christmas is the courage to confront man with the sin that separates him from God; immerse the hedonism of these dates in the river of grace so that a new being clothed with Christ emerges, meek and sensitive to the Gospel of salvation. Christmas is standing in the gap and not letting voices that confuse the sound of horns and fireworks enter, but announcing that there is a Lord who proposes free medicine for the cure of the world, for war, for the incongruity of death from hunger with so much food that is scattered. And what is the disease? Sin, man, sin. We still don't get it. We insist on calls for the healing of the body, but the soul is still there, untouchable, immovable, oblivious to repentance; Why repent, what do we have to repent of? A healthy body in a corrupted mind instead of a healthy mind in a healthy body. What is it worth to you if you lose your soul? But nobody says it, we shut it up, and we wait for Christmas to release the new and celebrate the garlands of the store opposite, and we lose ourselves in the must of emptiness, promising to take care of the human heart at the next treat. Because we have lost the sense of urgency in preaching the Savior to souls pressed for God's touch.

Christmas is a reunion with the solid and secure foundations of the Word of God, living lives that impact what we do and not what we say; We cannot offer Jesus as a gift if we do not bear witness to having received him one day, having renewed our roots to bear fruits that glorify the child of Bethlehem. Christmas is introspection, but not to stay absorbed, if not to give the people a message of hope that proposes a new style of coexistence, solidarity, a call for permanent embrace by the imprint of God in the Christian heart.

Where are we going, oh Lord? "Lord, who will we go to? You have words of eternal life." (John 6.68). This is the idea of Christmas, the message of Christmas: eternal life. Christ was born to offer eternal life, to remind us that we are his family forever and that we have the mission, in our part, to make it grow. Who else was born to show so much altruism in favor of man? How is it that Emmanuel, not considering being equal with God as something to cling to, emptied himself and took the form of a servant and made himself like men? (Philippians 2: 6-7). Have we ever humiliated ourselves in such a way that others saw us as servants (slaves) of Jesus Christ?

We thank you Lord for reminding us how small we are before your majesty and how much we are because of your grace. Renew in our hearts the true spirit of Christmas, that of life by your side, that of your presence in our lives. To all my brothers in Christ who read and comment on these notes with kindness and mercy, to the entire family of León de Judá, an immense Merry Christmas and full of the spirit of life in Christ, our Emmanuel, scion of the only fullness that this person needs. world.

God bless you!

Suggested Reading: PSALM 150