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“Despite my intellectual attempts to grasp it, I remain confounded beyond all repair to understand how God believes in us enough to choose us as the vehicles by which to destroy the darkness in the world that we, of our own accord brought into it. And while I may never understand all of it, it is my hope that I love God with enough passion and that I hate the darkness with enough ferocity to stand up and be that vehicle.”

“Whatever the depth of our darkness, God navigated it eons before it was dark. And whatever the duration of our nights, God was there long before it ever turned to night. Therefore, despite our frequent feelings to the contrary, there is no place we might be where God was not lovingly waiting for us an eternity before we got there.”

“Too often there is this sinister greed that pulls at my coattails, subtly whispering in the ear of my soul that it is within my rights to tuck away a few dark trinkets to toy with when the tedium of righteous living gets a bit boring. But God would suggest that I empty my pockets.”

“To be a light on a hill we must be a people on our knees. We become a light when we realize that we are not, and that any such light is imparted to us by the great God before whom we kneel. And as a gathered nation bowed on bended knee the darkness is exiled, the hill is ascended and its peak seized, the beacon is reignited in a burst of eternal light, and the people residing in the darkness of distant lands catch a glimpse of its ascending glory. And in the spectacle of hope ablaze, the people of distant lands now stand bathed in a light radiating out of a nation that bent its knee before a mighty God and climbed a hill with an inextinguishable torch.”

“As a kid we would step out on those thick summer nights and collect lightening bugs. And with a mason jar chock full of them, their combined brilliance would light up my hands as I held them. But, if I released them from the jar, their brilliance would light up the world, which now included the hands of everyone around me. And as I think about the light of the Gospel and the utter brilliance of its message, as Christians maybe we should get rid of our jars.”

“I can take everything that I am and bring the whole of it to bear on the darkness in your life. But it will do you no good. It will cast no light. It will lend no hope. And therefore, I don’t wish to gift you with the disappointment of myself. Rather, I would wish to point you away from myself and direct you to the God in Whom you will find everything that I could never be, for it was within Him that I became everything that I never was.”

“Peace on earth.” “Goodwill toward men.” “Tidings of comfort and joy.” Are these things not the very embodiment of our deepest desires and most vigorous passions? Are these not that which we yearn for? And yet, despite the fact that we thirst for them with a longing indescribable, we are left with the wretched reality that we have been unable to achieve them. Yet, that is the reason and rationale for Christmas itself. For such passions might elude our ability to weave these things firmly into the tapestry our existence. Yet God came on Christmas so that they might become our existence.”

“The peace of men is nothing than a hesitant and brittle calm under which burns coals constantly stoked and ever-stirred by agitated and self-serving men. And this ease which we call ‘peace’ is destined to erupt in flames that call men of peace to the perilous task of extinguishing those flames yet again. Yet the nature of mankind is such that the coals remain and the stoking and stirring continue. For the Prince of Peace is the only One who can stoke and stir the hearts of men away from the violence of self-serving agendas to obedience to God and the service of others. And a fire such as this kindles the greatest peace imaginable.”

“The peace of men is nothing than a tentative and deluded calm under which the turbulence of men’s greed roils and churns. In time the waters of gluttony and winds of selfishness turn the seas wild and dangerous. The resources of men dispatched to calm the tumult find themselves tossed and helpless is the rage of mankind gone mad. And it is God who passes a steadying hand over the surging seas and orders all to a calm that leaves the resources of men subdued and their souls awed. And God stands ready to bring this formidable power into the center of the greatest storms imaginable…and those are the storm within us.”

“I spend my life attempting to create that which I cannot create. Therefore, that which I seek to create forever eludes me, leaving me either utterly frustrated or ever more adamant. Both lead to certain defeat. But if I am wise, this defeat will eventually lead me to the God who long ago created that which my hands cannot. And here I find rest in what I’ve dreamt of, and rest from the failed attempts to create it.”