We cry foul over the "war on Christmas" We fight vehemently over whether we say Christmas or X-Mas, and we think we are good followers of Christ for doing so. I needed Christmas to happen and my sin made it possible for it to be. Salvation has not lost its effectiveness based upon my obedience, but is effective despite it. Its saved, repent, sin, repent, sin, repent, STILL SAVED AND NEVER LOST. That's why it's not, saved and never sin. Even as a Christian, he'd know my struggles, my sins. He died knowing I would spend a great deal of my life apart from him, living in outward rebellion. Which makes what he did all the more remarkable. Even still, it might as well have been me that ravaged and killed his followers before I knew Him. It might as well be have been me that sold him for some silver or denied him three times. A death that would have separated me from God for eternity. I needed this season to happen so that he could live a life I could call my own and die a death I deserved.
THE REASON FOR THE SEASON SKIN
I am the reason his skin was torn from his body. I am the reason he has nails in his hands and feet. I am the reason an angel chose Mary so that Scripture might be fulfilled. I needed someone to live that life without sin, so I could grab hold of it and say to the Father, "See this? Christ lived for me! The very righteousness I wear sits with You at Your right hand interceding for me!" I didn't need the example, I needed the very life lead on my behalf. Sometimes even when I'm trying not to sin. It wouldn't have been enough, because I sin. Just a good moral teacher telling us to "just do it like this" and you'll be fine. No bloody mess dripping from a cross, no complete separation from his Father. After countless examples, he could've just been caught up to heaven. Because if that was it, the cross wouldn't have been necessary. That I could just imitate his ability to Love God and others completely. I wish that he would've just come and lived better than me, perfect, so that I'd have an example to follow. I needed him to do it all and to do it better than me. I didn't even ask him, but he came anyway because I needed him to come and live for my sake. He submitted himself to a humble earthly life because I needed him too. He knew how unfaithful and disobedient I would be. Not only did Christ need to come to pay for my sins, he had to do it before I would even commit any. Right from my birth, scarred with a heart that needed cleansing, my very existence meant that a sacrifice would be needed on my behalf. All the sin and shame I bear for all my wrongdoings have made it a necessity for Christ to come in the form of a man, being born of a virgin. I have learned that Christ is NOT the reason for the season, I am. I apologize for my part in making Christmas necessary. I apologize to you, all the people of the world.
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