Netflix has a wonderful little program you can watch which is especially nice this time of the year: a virtual fireplace with a virtual fire burning in it.
You can turn it on and watch the flames flickering and hear the logs popping.
It really sets the atmosphere for a quiet evening of sipping warm cider and reading or as a background for a small intimate gathering of family and friends for a Christmas “get-together”.
It doesn’t leave that smoky smell in your clothes, no ashes to clean up, no wood to chop…it’s perfect except for one thing, it has no heat.
The same is true for the virtue Christmas (“The Holidays”) our country has embraced. It is so nice: plenty of fun, good food (especially the baked goods!), gifts, lights, Christmas trees (or is it a holiday tree now?) family, friends…the whole nine yards.
There’s only one problem…it has no heat.
The real Christmas is messy. It started in a manger with the smell of animals and the cries of a young virgin giving birth. The real Christmas reminds us that we are sinners and need a savior (and we don’t like to be reminded of that). The real Christmas reminds us that following birth comes death—the death of our Savior.
The real Christmas has heat—hot passionate heat. “For God so loved that world that he gave his only begotten son…” (John 3:16).
- The ONE THING for today: As you are celebrating Christmas Eve tonight you may want to turn on that virtual fireplace, but whatever you do, don’t buy into the lie about how great our modern virtual (Christ-less) Christmas is. Go with the tried-and-proved-true real Christmas.
John 1:11-13 (NKJV)
11 He came to His own, and His own did not receive Him. 12 But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe in His name: 13 who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.