I was once told of a man who, over the course of his life, had risen from poverty to riches. He had grown up in the most difficult of circumstances, in a setting in which his parents could barely provide for even his most basic needs. But as he came into adulthood, he proved to be a man of unusual talent and founded a business that eventually thrived and made him exceptionally wealthy. And while this man was willing to enjoy the fruit of his wealth, he wanted to make sure he would never forget his roots. So for that reason he would make an annual pilgrimage from his great mansion in the city to a little house in the village he grew up in. He would stay there for a time to remember what it was like to live without servants, to fetch water from a well, to shiver through long winter nights. And having completed his little pilgrimage, he would return home thankful, not taking his wealth for granted. This man understood a universal temptation—the temptation to forget our blessings and to forget the God who has so graciously dispensed them to us. And this is exactly why Christmas is so needful and so precious, for at Christmas we pause to deliberately remember. We pause for a day to remember the greatest of all blessings—the advent of Jesus Christ. By the Son we become sons. We are given the greatest of all gifts, we receive the greatest of all mercies. Share In celebrating … Continue reading Never Forget Where You Came From