A Christmas Hope

When I was a kid I was scared of the green Christmas lights outside my window. I thought it was a monster for some reason. I remember crying and screaming like all little kids while my parents try to reason with me. Christmas morning came around though and I forgot about it. 

When you’re a kid you don’t really think about the meaning behind Christmas. All you know is that there are pretty wrapped presents under the tree with lots of goodies. And of course there’s the cool relatives and the yummy food.

As I’ve gotten into high school and now I’ve lost the magical sense of Christmas. No longer am I unable to fall asleep or stay awake all night trying to glimpse the breaking of dawn. 

So what is Christmas and where did it go?

You see if you think Christmas is about all the presents and good things, you’ve only seen the superficial side of it. But the reason for Christmas is in fact in the word Christmas. Christ.  Christ came. 

But what does that mean for us? So he came now what? 

Jesus came as a baby to bring us hope. Without him there was no point of living. There was no hope of salvation so what did it matter if we lived good or bad or even at all? The end point was hell for all. We couldn’t redeem ourselves but God took the initiative and sent His son in the weakest form as a human baby. 

So now I’m sounding like every other Sunday school teacher. What am I getting at? Maybe I’m getting at is that Christmas is a reminder and maybe more of all things good: that there’s hope in despair, peace in the chaos, light in the dark, love in the hate. 

This year has been something. I don’t know how close I’ve come to killing myself. It’s a Christmas miracle that I will live to see my 19th Christmas. But this Christmas I want it to be more than just presents and food and family. I want hope from depression. Peace from anxiety. Love in the hurt. A light to the dark path. if you’re amazed you’re still here and looking for something more, my prayer for you it stays the same.