You were built to long for miracles. We are created to long for more than is possible. Let your heart yearn for God to be born in ways that astound, in ways that push you beyond what is comfortable. Only there, only when we are out beyond our usual borders, can we encounter the One who can save us.
Category Archives: Christmas
Christ in the Rubble
This Christmas, I find myself caught by the image of the baby Jesus I saw from Bethlehem, laying on a pile of concrete rubble. What does it say about the power of God?
Let Earth Receive Her King
God did not come as a King with great might. God didn’t raise an army. God simply broke in, and asked to be held, to be nurtured. God chose to be born by an unwed mother, at the edge of an empire. If God can choose her, can choose there, God can surely choose here, choose you.
Blue Christmas and Holding it All
The word becoming flesh was messy, and sorrowful, and frightening and complicated. And Christ’s birth was joyful and holy at the same time. Your flesh, your ability to contain these multitudes is miraculous.
Mike Angell 