This Christmas is tough, as you might imagine. But the irony is not lost on us that as we fight to keep my son alive, tomorrow is day when one child was born for the purpose of dying.
This morning as Harrison and I were chatting we talked about Christmas and the birth of Jesus. “Why did God become man?” I asked him. “To die for our sins,” he replied.
But the even better news is this child who did in fact die for our sins was, on the third day, raised from the dead to give life to all who believe. And because of his resurrection, we know that we, too, will one day be raised.
So while we fear death as the end of Harrison’s terrible illness, we also know that death is really never the end. There is hope in this reality.
Today, my brother and his family will come over. Harrison will have a great time with his cousins (though he is not feeling well today). His grandparents are here. He loves family.
Hopefully he can rest tonight and we can, together as a family, celebrate the gift of eternal life through faith in Jesus Christ our Lord.
And we pray that Christmas will be a time of rejoicing for you and your family. Though our hearts are heavy, we too will rejoice, remembering that our God has seen us in our terrible condition, has heard our cries, and has answered them with his own presence. God became man when Jesus was conceived in the virgin. Tomorrow we celebrate the arrival of that Savior who would live, die, be resurrected, and ascend to heaven to be the way for us to have eternal life.