I’m no artist. My one claim to fame is winning the 4th grade art show. Apparently, I peaked early.
However, I do have a faint recollection of being proud of what I created when I was a kid. I see that in kids today, too. I’m not sure which is more beautiful: the blob of glue covered with glitter that is intended to be a snowman, or the glee in the child’s face who’s made it as they offer it as a gift. Smiling as if to say, “Yep, I made that!”
As we approach Christmas Day, I’m struck by the words in John’s Gospel that describe who this Christ child is:
He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. (John 1:2b-4)
Christ may have been new on the scene for us, but not for God. As it turns out, Christ was from the beginning with God and “without him not one thing came into being.” Interesting. Not one thing. Not one conifer, creek, or cricket. Not one peak, primate, or person. Not me. Not you…
On Christmas morning we welcome the Christ child. The little baby who is somehow, miraculously, God. At the same time, the one who enters this creation had a hand in creating us!
Can’t you just see it: the Christ child, eyes wide open, looking around in awe at this beautiful creation. Saying over and over again, “I made that!” Now imagine, the eyes of Christ settling on you. And with absolute glee God exclaims, “Yep, I made you, too!”
See you Sunday…