. . . and it came true! Snow quietly blanketed our town all Christmas day and night, adding both a thrill to the childlike wonder of the celebration, and a hushed reverence. Our corner of the world was transformed into something beautiful and pure, reminding me of the Hope that came to us that holy night so long ago. In humility, God chose to enter into time, humbling becoming a baby who needed to be cared for by His own creation. He transformed the poverty of that stable into holy ground, and He continues to do the same to our hearts.

May the truth and beauty of the Christmas story dwell within you every day of the year.