Every Christmas I think about this,
but this year even more so:
How God gave up, gave to us, His son,
His ONE son
to an ungrateful, undeserving world -
of which I am a part -
to watch this Son get tortured,
beaten, and killed on a cross...
so that what?
So that I could live.
This just blows me away.
As I prepare
to welcome my son into this world --
my son, to whom I will do everything
to protect, to nurture, to love,
to keep out of harm's way --
I can't even imagine
how this must have hurt God.
Amazing Love.
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