But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 1 Peter 2:9
It’s pretty much common knowledge that the birth of Christ most assuredly didn’t occur in December. I’ve heard it could be March, July, even August. Truth is, nobody knows. It probably doesn’t matter, either.
Somewhere along the line, somebody decided the event should be celebrated in December. Specifically December 25.
I think that was a brilliant selection.
You see, December 25 represents the winter solstice… the shortest day of the year. From here on in, the days get longer, light becomes stronger, winter transforms (eventually) into spring.
Is there a better way to celebrate the birth of the “light of the world” than situating his birthday at the darkest point of the year?
Today, make a mental note to observe shadows. Notice how as daylight lengthens, shadows extend their fingers later and later in the day.
We live in a marvelous world. Take time to enjoy its wonders.
Now, journal what you discover.