A group of learned men from a foreign land are searching for a king, guided by prophecy and a light in the sky.
Shepherds, some of the least respected people in their society, are visited by Heaven’s messengers, invited to meet the King.
A nation waiting for a promised Savior.
A dying world crying out for relief.
What came was not what they were expecting; it was far more.
As I think on these things, I look back on this year and my own expectations. There were plenty of heartaches, plenty of prayers that seem to be answered with a ‘No’. There were great joys and victories as well.
Whether the good outweighed the bad, whether or not expectations were lived up to or exceeded, I am filled with the wonder of Christ, both the child and the man. Though I may lose sight of what is important more often than not, I have hope. This hope is the knowledge that Christ and his plan are always greater than what I think I want or need, that what he gives is always perfect.
May your hearts be filled with wonder and peace this season and every other.
