an altar call

Hey, it’s Christmas Eve. Did you know that this whole holiday, this whole Jesus-coming-to-Earth thing was for you?

No, really, YOU.

The creator of our world, the God who knows how many stars are in the sky, how many grains of sand are on the beach, and how many hairs you have on your head, came to Earth just for you.

He would have done it if you were the only one. How wonderful is that? Sometimes it’s a little overwhelming, I agree. I feel so undeserving. Maybe you feel that way, too.

But the good news is He would do it all over again, knowing all the ways you have messed up, all the ways you’re going to mess up, and all the ways you’re going to fall short. Because we all fall short.

Guys, He just loves us. He just wants good for us. And He left his throne on high to take the form of a babe in a manger, to be scorned by those he came to save, and to die an ugly, brutal death. FOR YOU. FOR ME.

Oh, come let us adore Him.
Oh, come let us adore Him.
Oh, come let us adore Him.
Christ the Lord.

Maybe you’ve been quietly lurking and reading here for a while now. Maybe this is your first time reading my words. Maybe you’ve known me since I was a kid and you’re still shocked I can spell. Maybe you’ve been feeling a little something in your heart, a gentle tugging, that says you don’t know all the answers, but you want this Jesus guy. You want to do life with Him, not because it’s easier, but because it’s just better. Wouldn’t it be such a great story to start your new life today? Every year you could celebrate His birth and your rebirth, because Christmas is for you, after all.

If you’re in the Indy area today, I’m inviting you to my church today. We would love to have you, to celebrate a birthday, our Savior’s, and yours too, if you’d like. Or find someplace close to you, go worship our King. I can tell you the adventure He’ll take you on will be wild and reckless and scary. But it will also be life-giving and good and so so worth it.

So this? This is an altar call on a blog on Christmas Eve. Because He told me to do this, while I was worshiping weeks ago and even though it feels scary and completely out of my comfort zone, I’m doing it. Because He’s for you and you–on this most holy night–need to know that.

Merry Christmas, you.

 

This post originally appeared on Dec. 24, 2014, but I couldn’t think of better words a year later so here it is again. Also, if you happened to read this post last year, I’m sorry I spelled “altar” wrong THREE times like an idiot.