In a manger, over 2000 years ago, a young girl gave birth to our Savior. His cries filled the air as he breathed for the first time. His first breath as important as his last.
This Christmas, I realized the importance of that still quiet night. The Son of God incarnated onto this earth. 100% man. 100% God. He opened his eyes, seeing his loving mother for the first time. But His love for her would far outweigh her love for Him. In the stillness, God’s master plan to redeem all of us was moving in a tangible form. In the form of a babe.
During this week, I decided that every night, instead of falling asleep to the television, I fell asleep in the stillness of His presence. And God met me there every single time.
Find Him in the stillness today.
Have a very Merry Christmas! xoxo