​To say that ‘Jesus is the reason we celebrate’ goes further than ‘Hooray, we wine, dine & celebrate because it’s Jesus’s birthday!’ to 
He is the reason we want many more to come to that joy of knowing and loving Him. 
To truly celebrate {and treasure} Jesus requires more than a metaphorical birthday cake and the blowing of candles.
It is remembering the reason to why He came and aspiring to do as He did.



Christmas – Jesus is the reason we celebrate. So what’s next? 

We have parties, we celebrate. 

We post photos of clinking wine glasses, glittery tinsel and bountiful spreads of food surrounded by friend and kin. 

But why did Jesus come? 

So we could have another reason to party, shop for new clothes and have a good time? 

I hope we all (including me) truly learn to embrace the true spirit of Christmas by emulating the Man who is the reason for Christmas. 

Here’s a reflective poem my dear husband wrote many years ago on Christmas day. 

Like the sand, they spread across the beach

Twas’ the night before Christmas, the crowds gathered for

Some choose to spend it with friends

Some with loved ones

All are looking for something to do on Christmas day
Amidst the joyous echoes of Christmas carols

Empty heart are crying out

Eager eyes, look toward the sky,

Looking for hope,

Looking for something to do on Christmas Day
Many do not know, the man that was born this day

Many do not know, the sacrifice he made

Many do not know, the story of love, the story of the cross

Many are just searching for something to do on Christmas
As the clock ticked pass midnight, the crowd began to cheer

Joyous celebration of a day they did not know

Would they still shout, would they still sing

If they knew what they were celebrating for

Or are they just here because they have nothing better to do on Christmas Day
Many do not know, the man that was born this day

Many do not know, the sacrifice he made

Many do not know, the story of love, the story of the cross

Many are just searching for something to do on Christmas
Who will tell them about the Christ in Christmas?

For there is no Christmas, without Christ

And the many can stop searching for something to do on Christmas

Because it would just be another day without Christ

Christmas Has Never Been About Us

We just returned from a trip to New World Supermarket for some grocery shopping here in New Zealand. Crowded with many harried shoppers who were doing last minute shopping on a Christmas Eve, it was a picture of how festivity and commercialism has taken precedence over the true meaning of Christmas.

Back home in Malaysia, a friend from church grieves the death of his father who had passed away two days ago. While friends are posting pictures or hot mugs of cocoa by a Christmas tree, bags and bags of Christmas shopping and parties with family and friends, he, together with his loved ones, will be sending off his father on his final journey today.

Another good friend heads off to the very interiors of Indonesia during this season to reach a group of villagers who have yet heard the gospel of Jesus Christ. Traveling for hours by car, boat and foot, he will now spend Christmas there in an attempt to connect with this unreached group in the very interiors of Indonesia. He reminds me of Christ, who came to do the work of His Father. It was never about Himself, but the will of God who sent Him.

While we enjoy the company of family and friends during this season, let us not forget those who may be alone this Christmas. Perhaps, it would be the first Christmas for a widow without her husband, the first Christmas for a missionary away from home or maybe, several Christmases where one has persevered through with unanswered prayers for healing, reconciliation or breakthroughs in their work and family life.

Let us not forget that Christmas was never about us. It’s all about Him – the little baby boy who was born in a stable instead of a royal palace, laid in a manger instead of a crib lined with satin.

How do you intend to share Christ’s love with others today?

Longing for a Saviour
A hopeless world would wait,
Sin demanded justice
At a price we could not pay
But God displayed His mercy
The greatest gift of love
When we could not reach heaven
Heaven came to us

He made a way in a manger
A way to the cross
Messiah the Promised
Before time had begun;
For God so loved the world,
Though He knew what love would cost,
He made a way in a manger,
To make a way to the cross.

– Lee Black & Steve Merkel