Christmas is complex, everything about God is complex. He’s God, the ultimate being. But in the midst of the complexity is a simple beauty: God is love, and he showed his love by sending his son to die in our place. That’s mind-blowing, but simple. God wouldn’t be God if he weren’t complex, but what we do know is enough to trust the unknowable, those mind-warping paradoxes. We can be at peace with confusion because God has shown us just enough of himself for us to trust him. But, instead of resting in the tension of simplicity and complexity, we like to muddle it all, to simplify the complex, thus making it nonsense; and to complicate the simple, leaving ourselves in a darkness and convincing ourselves that because we don’t entirely understand freewill and predestination, the problem of evil, or the trinity; then we can’t know God. But we do know God, he became one of us so that we could know him. We don’t have all the answers, but how awfully boring it would be to know all, because we are simple creatures and if knowledge were exhaustible we would be disappointed. I am the master at overcomplicating everything, but truth is simple. God is God, the very definition of God is perfection, perfect love, perfect holiness, perfect. We are not perfect, I don’t think that really even needs to be pointed out, but God loves us despite ourselves, and because of that great love he sent his only son, to be born in the humblest of circumstance, to impute on us his righteousness, so that we could know God and in knowing him experience joy. So in the midst of the heady theological, today I am making the choice to enjoy the simplicity of the complex and instead of trying to understand it all I will be in awe, I’ll save my philosophical questions for tomorrow and instead take note of a child who, instead of despising mystery, is astonished by it and takes great delight. The unexplained is splendid. Today I will be in awe of lights twinkling, snow falling, and the absurdity of a newborn King.
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