It hasn't sunk into my mind that Christmas is lurking none too subtly around the corner. I am much more focused on finals and getting my loose ends tied up. I feel more confident now than I have to this point, because my Chinese final is over and it went really well.
The one thing for this year, though, is that I'm back in Christmas-celebration-land, USA. I hope it's nice, but I get the feeling that it might be one rude awakening after another. A materialistic country that's low on cash during its main gorgefest cannot be a happy thing. I, for one, have no money for presents, but that's really nothing new. I usually make crafty gifts, and they are more of me than my money, anyhow. We'll see what I come up with. I'm a terrible gift-giver normally, anyway. I love giving, but I'm not a good out-of-the-blue present selector.
The other part of Christmas that is unusual so far is that I'm reconsidering what it's really all about. That is, I'm thinking much more about the Incarnation. It's pretty incredible, but it's also pretty incomprehensible. There are a lot of questions about what it means that God lowered himself into humanity (and even as a helpless infant) and was obedient even to death on a cross. Was there a host of angels there for his rescue at all times? If so, why? He's God, right? Snap-bang it's all over. But during the temptation in the wilderness there is reference to calling forth angels to minister to him. I know that there are arguments about divesting some of his deity to become man (eg. omniscience, omnipresence) and yet there are arguments countering that (well, maybe not omnipresence...).
It's pretty amazing to think that Jesus is God, but came into a cell that split into two that split into four that split into eight... And yet He is the same God who spoke the universe into being, makes the blind see and quickens the dead.
Can I get a hallelujah?
T
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