Sounds like a book title … If I’ve said it before, it bears repeating: this Christmas season my thoughts are consistently redirected to the Cross, the one upon which Jesus died for my sin, thirty-three years after He humbled Himself to be born in a manger.
So instead of listening to Christmas music tonight, I listened to songs about the Cross. Quite fitting.
Thank You, Jesus, for humbling Yourself for me, that I might live and know You. May we never get over the awe of You.