Some things are hard. Some things, I don’t understand— why bad things have to happen, why people get hurt and ugly things happen to innocent people, why abuse is so prevalent. So much hurt, so many tears, so much rage and anger. Yet this, This is why God sent His son, that the works of Satan would be defeated, that there might be REDEMPTION for that which is ruined, that out of char and ashes, beauty could come. That there wouldn’t simply be new writing on top of old, but a new piece of paper all together. That man would not be defeated by sin and death, but that he might live to Christ.
Tidings of comfort and joy, Tidings of comfort and joy; no longer are we bound in fear to sin, but a Savior is born this day. No longer does darkness and ugly and sin have to reign, but comfort and joy and peace have overcome and abound all the more.
Light overcoming darkness, a small flicker, beginning that nativity night, the small light of a courageous star marking the spot. Here Glory has come to dwell, immortality in mortal bones, Emmanuel— God is with us.
A tapestry, shredded from unkind hands and tangled from blind, stubborn rebellion. The appearance of the Master Weaver coming home to make things right, to mend and redirect threads and make whole that which was full of holes.
When hard things occur, when people are hurt and yet life goes on, honestly I don’t understand. But I do know that man is utterly sinful, and sin is constantly wreaking havoc, tearing and marring and extinguishing. And yet God allows sin to happen because He gave us the choice— to go His way, or go our own way. And even though it meant we could cause destruction and harm if we chose rebellion, God allowed it because He deemed it worth the possibility of the other decision, of seeing His creations love Him; not by force but out of their own free will, because they saw His goodness and loved Him for it. Besides, is God bound by our deceit and sinfulness and failure? Or is He not totally, completely, utterly able to redeem? To transform? To overcome sin and death once and for all?
This even He has done. And this is why I hope. Because a baby was born, a light pierced the darkness. Emmanuel: God has come to dwell among us; God is with us.