Merry Christmas, Here’s to Many More.

Happy Christmas Eve, friends! I don’t have much to talk about today. We are now in the full-court-press of holiday preparation and festivities, getting ready to spend tomorrow morning with my folks. My toddler has been particularly rambunctious and playfully destructive around the house this week. We’re dog-sitting a very young and vocal pup for some friends of ours. All of this means I don’t have any deep or contemplative meditations on the holiday for you this year.

This year, I’ll just leave you with this:

I’m a Christian, which means this holiday is not about Santa Claus and stockings hung with care, talking snowmen and red-nosed reindeer. It’s not even about the fact that Die Hard is most definitely a Christmas movie, or that It’s a Wonderful Life is possible one of the best films ever made, period.

It’s about the fact–the historical fact–that Jesus the Christ was born in Bethlehem. It’s about the cosmic reality that Eternal God took on flesh and tabernacled among us. The Word became Flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen His glory, the glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.

God came near. He is with us. And He did so not merely to teach us how to love one another or to encourage peace among men. The baby Jesus grew into the perfect and sinless man Jesus, who laid down His life (no one can take it from Him unless He lays it down) as a sacrifice to pay for the sins of all whom He would redeem. Jesus the God-man, the second member of the Trinity, the Messiah of Israel, died for His people, all His people from all the nations. He was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities. The chastisement that brought us peace was upon him. By His stripes, we are healed.

Jesus bled, Jesus died, and Jesus rose. It is finished. The war is won. The dragon is vanquished. And Jesus the King, the Lamb who was slain and is yet alive, walked triumphantly out of the tomb, carrying the crushed head of the giant He conquered.

Now, in the millenia since that stone rolled away, we must bear with the death rattle and the flailing gasps of a defeated devil. But the prince of darkness grim, we tremble not for Him. His rage we can endure for lo, his doom is sure.

This week, as you “rejoice, rejoice,” you sons and daughters of true Israel, take heart and have peace because Immanuel has come and is here and will return in triumph.

And if you are still reading, and all of this talk of Jesus’ death is strange and awkward and weird to you, know this: my hope and prayer for you this Christmas is that you would meet Jesus, truly meet Jesus, and come to know Him as Savior and Lord this year. If you want to talk to me about that, I would love that. Hit me up on Twitter (@the4thdave) or email me (the4thdave at gmail dot com) with any questions you have. It would be a gift to me to get to talk to you about this.

(Okay, I guess I had more to say than I thought!)

Merry Christmas, fam. God bless you.

Hulk no make word thing.

Struggling through work with a sinus infection. Tried to write a blog post about advent and the expectation of childbirth and the faith that Zechariah and Elizabeth had in their promise-keeping God, but nothing is coming. The words are not flowing today.

So instead, here’s a life update:

Church: Mrs. 4thDave and I are now members of Baptist Church of the Redeemer, and we couldn’t be happier about it. We are thankful to find a church close to our neighborhood (well, close-ish) that is committed to the Scriptures and faithful in doctrine and practice. We can’t wait to start serving and contributing to the life of the church in new ways in the coming year.

Star Wars: As promised, no spoilers, but I will say in summary that I really enjoyed Episode VII, and I’m sure I will like it more and more with each re-watch. (The first of which is coming this week–Men’s Night Out! Booyah!)

Christmas: We have welcomed our first house-guest of the Christmas season (a teenage boy), and will look forward to having up to 3 more teenagers stay with us at different times over the next 2 weeks. It’s something that Mrs. 4thDave and I have had the privilege of doing every few months or so since we got married, and it is always a joy (an exhausting joy, but a joy).

Marriage: Two weeks ago, my wife and I celebrated our first 18 months of marriage. So I guess you could say it’s getting pretty serious. But honestly, I can’t express how happy I am to be married to this woman. She’s not perfect, but she’s perfect for me. She is a gift from God whom I am thankful for every day. And I am a better man because of her influence. So, yeah–a year and a half! Wowsa.

Blog: Hopefully, if the words start flowing a little better, something more specifically Advent-y on Wednesday and Christmas-y on Friday, then a bit of the usual end-of-the-year nonsense next week (book lists, reminiscing, awkwardly avoiding discussing the goals/resolutions I failed to reach, etc.).

And hey, I know I don’t say it enough, but: thanks. I appreciate that y’all take the time to read this.


What about you? How’s it going? Anything I can pray for? Lemme know in the comments; OR find me on Twitter at “@the4thdave.” I’d love to hear from you!