We've come to the fourth week of Advent.
We've all heard this story thousands of times. I'm afraid it often becomes just words on a page or noise in our ears, but this week, let's slow down still more.
The God of the universe became one of us.
The Word became flesh.
Maker of all things.
Comes to us.
He's a baby.
Tiny, helpless, weak, dependent.
God entrusts a teenage mother and her very puzzled husband to raise this baby.
Leaving a throne - Heaven - He lives humbly, simply, poor, quietly and without fanfare, among us. Not with the royal, the rich or the powerful, but with us.
He works hard, he lives humbly, he loves deeply, he struggles as we do, he is tempted as we are, he rejoices as we do, he mourns as one of us.
He sets aside His kingship to live as man. He shows us what God looks like, in ways we can understand.
See. Feel. Touch. Hear. Taste. Smell.
And then He dies. He pays our sin debt. He forsakes all, for us.
But this is not all - He rises again and offers forgiveness. Life. Abundance.
This is love.
Take time to mediate on love this week.
Then pass it on.