I am writing this just at the end of my time with God, a bit emotional and keeps me in deep thinking. What would be my ultimate Christmas gift without being spiritual about anything? The cross. This is the very essence of my existence. I have searched for true meaning in giving out a gift to either my family or friends close to my heart or a girl I am in love with and I have really thought through this, if I do give them something that would not remind them of the gift that has given me my life back then I shouldn't give it at all.
So...my cross is not only a wooden thing with 4 ends but something that hurts me deep and it is so painful that it makes me want to NOT give it away. Why would a king...not only the king of heaven but everything my eyes has ever seen and would never see come as a baby to give himself away not in the sense of adoption but in a death and suffering...why? why can't I see this everyday and choose to follow this humble baby who as a baby never had a chance of a nice birth place all because of me? I want to unwrap this present and meet his presence...the Cross that leads me to his heart.