J is for Jesus. Obviously.
He’s the ‘reason for the season’, the Alpha and Omega, the Son of God, the eternal King.
Each year we gather our families and friends to celebrate the birth of a baby in an obscure town in Palestine more than 2000 years ago. To be honest, if I were an alien coming to Earth for the first time, I think I’d find the whole thing a bit weird. But it’s not weird. Not a bit. It’s a celebration of the King, who came to save us from death and to win our hearts for God. We were lost in self-worship, putting ourselves at the centre of all and rejecting God. He wanted us to love Him and worship Him and have all the life that comes from knowing He is, well, God. So He sent His Son, to die in our place, to take God’s wrath, and to open the path to life. It’s for anyone – anyone – who believes that Jesus is God’s Son and the Saviour of the world.
So today, I’m full of praise for God’s greatest gift of all: knowing Him eternally and truly through faith in Jesus.