I'm not sure why I dread Christmas time every year. It could be because of the constant exposure to sickness, which often touches my family, or the quasi vacation/ limbo status the professional world seems to enter in the midst of postal holidays and business closings, or the commercialization of Christmas, or just the colder weather that keeps me inside. Those things are minor inconveniences in the midst of an opportunity to tell the whole Christmas story. Not just beginning with the birth of Christ and presenting it as a "plan B", but beginning with John 1:1, In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. Christ was not plan B, but plan A. Before time began God ordained that He would create man who would sin, and need a savior, and Jesus would come as the God/man, who would be born, live a perfect life, and be murdered, and raised back to life to atone for the sins of man. He is the only way to escape the judgment, and no Christmas story is complete without that information, which is the gospel.
Blessings this Christmas, and this sermon-ette is to myself, to stop complaining, and start rejoicing, for I have been saved. What more do I need?