Month: December 2021

Right now, I’m listening to a song called “Christmas Lullaby.” You can find a link to it below.

There are no words, but the music speaks. I find myself transported to the manger of Jesus, watching him cry and sleep. I see him as a newborn child with his mother and father, and the animals in the stable.

The light is dim. It is still. There is a humble sweetness in the air as Joseph and Marry lay exhausted on the ground, holding their little, fragile, son.

So why does this quite night change so much? How can so humble a child be so important? How can God become a baby? How can the mighty become weak and helpless?

But He did. He did!

In one night, the Lord of Lords stooped so low, became so small, so humble, for me. For us all.

Sometimes music makes us feel what thoughts and words cannot. And when I listen to this song, for some reason, I feel the simple and beautiful majesty of Christmas. The breathtaking silence. The impossible act of pure love and humility.

It makes me feel thankful for my King Jesus, and all He did for me.

Merry Christmas.

I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:12-13

Contentment is about not being content.

We feel discontent because we try to achieve contentment. We try to fill the empty space in our lives.

The space, however, never fills. It only moves, displaced with each new addition we make to life, like water in a pool when rocks are thrown in.

To say it another way, we content ourselves with things that do not satisfy. We will ourselves to be happy with things that ought to make us so.

Then, we are frustrated when those things are not enough to make our happiness last forever.

Perhaps the problem is not with the things. Perhaps the problem is that we thought those things were what we needed in the first place.

We are not content for long, because we allow ourselves to be content too easily.

Contentment is not about accepting life as it is without complaint.

Contentment is about rejecting all but the best, most beautiful, most satisfying joy you can have.

For when you have the best already, you are immune to anything life can throw at (or take away from) you.

That is what the Apostle meant, I think.