Have an Empty Christmas

Christmas makes me nervous. The Infinite who
came in a feeding trough is not the kind of God
I want. He is too powerless for my liking. Such a
God is an embarrassment, not just to the Herods
of this world, but to all who are enamored with
themselves and their own potency. I don’t want
this God. I have an inn to offer, decorated for
Christmas, not a stinking stall.

God exists in weakness and comes to those who
reach up to him with empty hands. He is neither
useful nor helpful. He came and still comes, not
to solve our problems or answer our questions or
fulfill our needs or bless our endeavors, but to
expose our problems, to question our answers,
to be our need, and to point us to his kingdom.
In Christ, God enters time and space to turn our
world upside down and inside out. “Valleys are
made high, mountains are laid low.” We are left
bewildered, undone.
-- Charles Moore

The article this is quoted from goes on to explain what he means.

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