A miracle son was born to a blessed father and mother. He was born like no any other was. As He grows up, He learned it was the Almighty Father who had gave Him. And then, here comes those blasphemers that had killed Him. For He was the son of the Highest and He gave up His life for the sake of those people who are called sinners, us. For this reason, He was acknowledged and everybody celebrated His birthday every year, this celebration is called Christmas.
Christmas is a special occasion and a special season. A season of joy, peace, of great tidings. It is the time of year where we celebrate the birth of God. It is a time for the contemplation of eternal things. Christmas means a spirit of love. Love because of the time that the love of God and the love of all people should prevail over all hatreds and all bitterness. It is the time where the presence of God had manifest all our thoughts, deeds, and the spirit of our lives. The essence of Christmas is all about love. Love is just word yet it doesn't have any specific definition. But there is a word I can describe love. Love is God.
Everyday feels like Christmas because is so good to us everyday. But this specific time of year, December 25, is much more extra special. It's known as our God's birthday and there's just something about this that turns people's hearts and minds to peace, love, and goodwill. I guess, that's the power of love God always gives to us. God always gives us an endless love and finally, all upcoming Christmas, may we contemplate God's humility in Jesus. May we all take his hand, a hand which only seeks to take nothing from us, but only to give.