I love stories.
And this story is the greatest of all – the narrative all other stories envy. This is a magical story because it is also true. No amount of singing loud for all to hear would make a bearded man fly in a sleigh, but this story of God being born as a child happened. This is impossible, outrageous, and absolutely true.
Jesus came to the earth He created so that His children could be redeemed and He could be glorified. The King left His throne to be born in a barn.
The whole thing whispers magic in a way that makes me shiver and giggle and cheer. This is not a magic of darkness or a mystery that thrills by fear. This is a magic that God authored – one that we don’t have words to describe because our efforts try to tame the mystery.
Jesus came and this is no fairy tale.
And to hear it told through children invites us to stand in awe of the mystery.