Intersections

  In my house, I feel like the Christmas season really begins after my children’s birthdays. As with the rest of the country, it’s hard to get excited about being grateful with Thanksgiving, although the food is always top notch. But here recently, Aaron has been badgering me to get out the Christmas decorations. “Dad… it’s almost time! We gotta be ready!” he exclaims. And me, the supposed rational adult in this situation has to be the wet blanket and tamper his unbridled enthusiasm.   I try to explain to him that we need to lower our excitement otherwise we’ll get burned out from holding it in… but I am a little envious of that impossible-to-contain joy. It’s infectious - for once, an infection that everyone probably wants. We know Jesus is going to be born at the end of the month, and it’s a beginning for all of us (of sorts). God has come to us, and will eventually bring love and redemption, and words of restoration and peace.  But what about those prophets who tol...