The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light;
those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shone.
Where I live Christmastime is cold. Just days ago Minneapolis was wrapped in a frigid blanket of snow 14 inches thick. Though the drab brown city was transfigured into a winter wonderland, every Minneapolitan longed for warmth.
Where I live Christmastime is dark. High up in the northern hemisphere the sun makes his appearance for less than 9 hours and hangs low in the southern sky. When the long dark descends every Minneapolitan longs for light.
Where I live, nature plays out, like a Christmas pageant, a parable of the human condition.
Since the collapse of Eden, the whole world, from Equatorial Africa to the polar reaches of the Nordic lands has endured the bleak midwinter of man’s alienation from his Creator. But, like Narnia, our long winter has had its Christmas. Ever since the Everlasting Light shone in the dark streets of Bethlehem, the gospel spring of God and sinners reconciled has been advancing, soul by soul.
Christmas is for seeing the light of Jesus Christ, savoring the heart-thawing warmth of his redeeming love, and showing him to others. And if you would like to use the book, Seeing and Savoring Jesus Christ, to help people do just that this Christmas, this is your last chance to order deeply discounted cases in time for your celebrations. If you place your order after December 14th, we cannot guarantee that you will receive them before the holiday arrives. So now’s the time.
No one knows for sure what time of year Jesus was born. But up here where it’s cold and dark, late December seems the perfect time to remember his coming. Because of him, as the prophet said, one day there will be no more cold and no more night (Zechariah 14:6-7).