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We all get caught up in the hype of Christmas, the part that includes ignoring contentment, ignoring living within one's means, ignoring others' needs. Hopefully, though, we are reminded quickly enough that the reason for the season is not us, but Jesus. He was born to a virgin, who faced doubters and shame because she had faith in God's plan for her life. When she was told by Gabriel that this was the plan for her life, Mary said, "I am the Lord's servant. May your word to me be fulfilled." She sang, "My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior." Because of her obedience, we were all given this gift. She gave birth to the Savior, the One who would deliver us all from despair; the One who would die for each and every one of us so that we would have an opportunity to love, serve, and be a part of God's Kingdom. If that isn't a love story, I don't know what is. He came to give us peace.

"You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast,

because they trust in you."

-Isaiah 26:3

Perfect peace. We talked about this in church a few weeks ago. In fact, this whole season has been devoted to the principles of peace. This verse has been playing over, and over, and over in my head for the past few weeks. God sent his son as a gift to the world in order for us to have perfect peace. He is the perfect peace. 

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"This is the message of Good News for the people of Israel—that there is peace with God through Jesus Christ, who is Lord of all."

-Acts 10:36

How marvelous is it that an entire season exists, theoretically, under the principle of sharing the Good News? But how sad is it as well that for the majority of this season, the last thing we feel is perfect peace? My prayer this season is that we all, I most of all, remember that perfect peace-- obedience, contentment, generosity, integrity, dependence-- is what Jesus came to bring us. This is the greatest gift we could have been given. 

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"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."

-Isaiah 9:6

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The Grinch said it right, right before his heart grew three sizes that day:

"Maybe Christmas", he thought, "doesn't come from a store."

"Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more!"

Merry Christmas, everyone! I'm thankful for each and every one of you.