What Christmas is About
We believe that a God we can’t see with our eyes created everything there is with just a word from his mouth. That God has no beginning or end. He has always just been there, even though we can’t grasp with our minds or explain with our words how that could be. (Brooklynn would always ask me “where did God come from?”)
(We also believe)... The two naked humans (God) created rebelled against his command regarding a fruit tree because a talking snake tricked them into it. That one decision is what led to all the tsunamis, tornadoes, tarantulas, and trauma in the world.
Soon the thousands of descendants of those two humans became so sinful that God destroyed the whole lot of them with a flood, except for one six-hundred-year-old man and his immediate family, whom he saved by putting them on a huge boat with at least one pair of each kind of animal. And there might have been some intermarrying going on between angels and humans that produced a race of giants called the Nephilim during this time, but we’re not sure.
A few hundred years later God showed up again, this time to an obscure octogenarian and his wife in Mesopotamia, from whom he promised to build a nation. For the next several hundred years, the descendants of their family were his chosen nation, even though they never amounted to anything significant on the geopolitical world stage.
Into that insignificant nation a carpenter was born to two peasants (Joseph and Mary), and this carpenter was actually the God-man. During his adult life he never left Palestine, but we believe he is the King of the world forever. Roman authorities mindlessly disposed of him, but that was actually part of God’s plan, because through his obscure death he was paying the sin debt for all humanity, fulfilling a promise God made to those first two naked humans and those octogenarians. After being dead for a few days, the God-man rose and flew back up into heaven, leaving a small group of uneducated blue-collar workers in charge of telling everyone about his urgent life-or-death rescue mission.
The sacrifice of this God-man is the only way people can escape eternal condemnation (in hell). And now we, his followers, regard this backwoods first-century carpenter as the Lord of our lives, submitting to his perspectives on subjects as wide ranging as money, sex, war, and gender identity.
We call him the Prince of Peace and believe he is fully in charge of everything right now, even though the world is full of chaos and war. We say he has all authority in heaven and earth, even though people disobey him every day with seeming impunity and senseless tragedy happens all around us.
We are not dismayed, however, because we know one day he’ll come back riding through the skies on a white horse with a sword coming out of his mouth that will end all rebellion against him.
Don’t forget the white horse—it’s important. It’s accompanied by some gnarly bowls of wrath.
And then we’ll live happily ever after.
