12/25/2018

Jesus. You are so incredible. I’m overwhelmed by your love that so easily took on the form of a baby; a helpless child. You, the maker of the universe came to save us, and arrogant and narrow-minded people. You came. You humbled yourself. And you saved us.

Last night our team went into town to enjoy a nice Christmas Eve dinner and to find WiFi to call and wish home a Merry Christmas. As we walked, the streets were filled with people selling things, hoping for one more sol to go home with that night. As we shuffled through, my eyes landed on an old woman sitting on the ground with a bowl of half rotted bananas sitting in front of her. She was shivering and her head was down. She was not begging for someone to buy her bananas. She just sat. In that moment, I was broken. There we were, searching for WiFi and searching for food; bummed to be missing home on Christmas but blessed to have each other. There we were, clinging to the fact that we were sacrificing and humbling ourselves by abandoning it all to be here. But still, we are blessed. We are so blessed.

That woman, on Christmas Eve brought her bananas to the corner to sit and wait. Broken and humble, she sat. Those were the humble beginnings You came into the world as. You came more like that woman than you did like me. And you left the earth more like her too. Broken and humble. Oh but what You had that I couldn’t quite see in her eyes was hope. You brought hope. You came humble, you endured brokenness, all for the sake of hope. That is what I’m clinging to this Christmas. That is why I’m here; to take Your hope to the ends of the earth. May I live like you did. Humble. Broken. Hopeful. I will never forget or take for granted the way you stepped into this earth.

Happy birthday, Jesus. I love you. 

-Cam