Merry Christmas!

The Jewish Messiah might not have been born on December 25th, AD Zero. (It was may have been springtime; the exact year is debated.) He may have had an entirely ordinary name (Joshua).

Nevertheless, he was born, lived a life free of the usual human errors, preached a remarkable Message for a brief three-year period, was executed by a collusion of religious and governmental leaders, and miraculously returned to life. And one day, every sentient being, willingly or not, will acknowledge Jesus as Master of the Universe.

He changed the lives of those he met. Those he changed were so completely transformed that their eyewitness testimony of the Messiah, combined with experiences of Yahweh choosing to live inside them, likewise transformed the planet.

And December 25 is as good a day to remember and celebrate that birth as any.

Merry Christmas, everybody.

Christmas Music

I just love walking into the grocery store in November and hearing Christmas music. There’s just something inherently cool about it.

I know it drives some people crazy. Maybe it’s an association with commercialism. So, it’s okay to buy nothing for Christmas. Maybe it’s the huge array of cheesy Christmas music. Listen, there’s tonnes of Christmas music out there; I guarantee there’s something in your taste.

To me, maybe it’s just the fact that people who have no real emotional or ideological attachment to Christianity are hearing, over and over, somewhere under the squeak of shopping carts and beeps and dings of cash registers, something like:

Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
risen with healing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glory by,
born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth,
born to give them second birth
Hark the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King”

That’s so cool.