It's time to party! A baby was born!
Most of all I want you to read this:
Today we celebrate a baby born... pooping, crying... HUMAN... born so that about 36 years later he could hang on a tree for you - for me - and be risen from the grave... holy, anointed... GOD.
Sometimes I get caught up in all the stuff and the celebration... Mostly because I think the Beatles wrote this song for me and Jesus.
Dear Jesus... "You say it's your birthday? It's my birthday too - yeah!"
Merry Christmas everybody!