I love that Jesus has the only birthday in the universe where we celebrate by giving gifts to one another and not Him. As we gather around the Christmas tree this morning and note the abundance of gifts every year, that somehow, arrive in the morning as always more than we ask or imagine, we remind each other that this celebration of gifts is the greatest birthday party for the Greatest King.
The humble King, the servant King, the suffering King, the victorious King! Born, dying, and rising again! He accomplishes more than we ask or imagine in our souls so that Christmas rises in our hearts each new day. And all this, a gift received by faith. All this, something we unwrap and rejoice in every morning. All this, abundantly more than we could ever expect.