I probably count as a pretty sincere believer. But how hard it is (for me anyway) not to give into the gloom when I look into the mirror and see myself falling short time and again, and look out into the world and see the same there too. And so much pain, so much suffering, so little hope. It really messes with my mind and opens the door to a dark and nasty downward spiral. Perhaps I’m alone in that. Perhaps not. This is the point where so many of us drink to forget. But today we went to church to drink to remember. To drink the wine of the sacrifice of Jesus that changed everything. Christmas is God serving notice in person that in the end all shall be well, there will be a homecoming, forgiveness and a celebration in which even we prodigals will be welcome and all will be one. That’s deep good news for me, a rock to cling to in the storms of life without me and within, and why by the skin of my teeth, against the grain, by no gift of mine but grace alone, I can truly wish you and me alike good cheer this Christmas. David Thomson | December 25, 2019 at 8:16 pm | Categories: Uncategorized | URL: https://wp.me/poSLL-3Qm |