What is Christmas?

I Celebrate the Day ~Relient K

~What is Christmas?~

The Word that comes down to penetrate hearts. 

The Word that became flesh for you and for me. 

To be more than a man.  

To be more than God.

The creator that became both. 

For you. 

For us. 

The creator, the word, our Savior, the child born. 

Why would someone be born to die? 

Is it not because they love us? 

Why would the creator become fully man? 

Is it not because we are his children?

There is hope on the inside. 

There is hope when you turn your eyes to the true outside. 

The heavenly hosts celebrate when we believe. 

When hope is strong and the fear of God purifies all of you and me. 

Sanctified and filled. 

Sanctified and set apart. 

Sanctified to be closer to the fear of our Savior. 

Sanctification as a gift to save us from our sins. 

We do this in preparation for the day when death is washed away. 

When every tear is dried up. 

When pain is taken away. 

We do this for the Alpha and the Omega.  

For His true water that always quenches thirst.

For Christmas is more than the presents. 

It is more than the tree. 

Christmas is a promise from God. 

It is a time to celebrate the true gift that He gave us, when He was born to die for you and for me.

When He was born to bring life to those who were wishing to flee.  

Do Not Shy Away

~Do Not Shy Away~

Who is my maker?

Who can satisfy my soul?

Who can answer my call?

What brings true love? 

What makes me sing?

What takes my fear today?

Do not shy away from questions.

Do not stop your speech.

Let your voice be heard over and over again.

I am learning how to be saved. 

I am learning about love.

I am learning to never let go of dreams.

I want to take into account loss.

The pain targeted at my spirit and flesh.

I want to take into account One.

And the One who helps me learn to use pain to break clean.

Only One has arms that continue to be wide open.

The maker is the One who makes the blind see.

I run into Him when I have no way.

I run to His arms when things are going right.

By my hands I cannot save.

Only the beginning and the end can.

By my hands I cannot heal.

Only the Maker can take back death.

Right next to me He stands.

Right next to you He is there.

Our Savior became like us.

To get holes in His hands that can be shown to Thomas's like you and me.

How happy are we?

How joyous can we be?

To dance a dance.

To sing a song to sing.

Who is my maker?

What other questions can be asked?

Who was born to us as us?

My Maker is Love.

My Maker is the One.

The One who guides me on land and sea.

My Creator has no equal.

He is my light that let's me be free. 

Serve

What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul? Matthew 16:26

~Serve~

Pride will kill us all.

It can consume and twist until you are unrecognizable. 

Pride will kill us all.

It can take us, bind us, and turn you away from what you believe in.

We grasp onto our failures and let them define who we are.

We take hold to our success and we let it define who we are.

But who are we really?

What is the big thing that drives us to be who we are?

What do you believe in?

What makes you tick?

What causes you to wake up in the morning?

What defines you?

Sex will not fulfill your soul.

Drugs will not poison enough to make you feel whole. 

Money will not make you charitable.

And a lover will only show you so much true love.

There is a book that holds my sins.

There is a book that shows my good deeds.

One of these books is bigger than the other.

But there is another book with another story that saves my soul and makes one of the books disappear.

There is a life that I must use to define me.

There is a man who died but did not leave.

There is a place that I strive to enter.

There is a book that prepares me for battle against the idols in my life.

Why would we follow anyone else?

Who else takes away the shackles and the chains?

Why would you go for pride over the maker?

When the maker is the one who saves.

What can I do for my creator?

What can I give to show him my love?

Truthfully not much.

But I do anyways because I want to be more like him.

Do not grasp onto what others have.

For those things will not let you inherit the kingdom. 

Do not use our maker as a crutch. 

For he is the one that needs to be served when the sun is up and when the sun sets.

Serve and let the good news be north on your radar.

Serve and want to.

Serve and fight for your brothers soul.

Serve and love others.

For God does not fail, even when we do.