Why Did He Come?
This week as I left a christian school I encountered a statue of Mary holding her son after he had been removed from the cross. I can not see or think of that scene without pause and without tears. This time of year it is easy to get caught up in the lights… the presents… the programs… in the celebration.
But pause!! Breathe in what this season truly means. He came when he didn’t have to. He put up with Satan when he didn’t have to. He suffered when he didn’t have to. He died a horrible death when he didn’t have to. WHY!! DEEP AND UNENDING LOVE!!!
I Love You!