What is it about little white lights in December?
We wrestle a giant tree into our living room, and every year I do my level best to make the green tangly wires disappear into the fragrant branches so the small twinkly lights can work their magic. We place white lights in every window, wrangling extensions cords and running up our electric bill with utter abandon, because there is something about Christmas that demands a celebration of light.
John the Beloved Apostle opens his Gospel with the news that the kind of life Jesus ushers in is all about light, and it shines stubbornly and incessantly into darkness. Christ put the glory of God on display in real time. The shepherds bore witness to it on the night of his birth, and John lived alongside Jesus and could testify:
And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth.
Jesus, the Second Person of the Trinity, radiates God’s own glory. When I have had occasion to describe the word glory to children, I’ve referred to it as “God’s shining greatness.” Nancy Guthrie explains, “Glory is to God what brightness is to the sun or wetness is to water. It is his essential property that flows out of who he is. So whenever God reveals himself, it is his glory we see.”
LORD, as we light the candles, festoon the tree, and illuminate the dark December nights from our glowing windows, we long to see your glory revealed in this world, revealed through our lives. By faith, may we reflect your glory.
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