Happy Birthday, Love

There was a gift for each of us left under the tree of life 2,000 years ago by Him Whose birthday we celebrate today. The gift was withheld from no man. Some have left the packages unclaimed. Some have accepted the gift and carried it around, but have failed to remove the wrappings and look inside to discover the hidden splendor. The packages are all alike; in each is a scroll on which is written, “All that the Father hath is thine.” Take and live!

—Anonymous

I love You, Jesus! More than a rampaging soliloquy on my love for Your love that makes my heart sing and dance like a bird, I know You appreciate the little words that actually do more to convey the human frailty of my love--the reason that I love Your love so much. Rather than profess the heights and depths of heaven, I bring to You my shallow heart that is sufficient to explain the heights and depths of my need for You.
This is me, Jesus, not proud about myself and hardly humble, not bad and not good--really neither hot nor cold without You, the gold that tips the scales. This is me, always discovering new reasons to love You, new ways to love You. There are as many different ways to love as there are different people in the world, but You are all of those ways, so this is me, feeling like I may have discovered about ten ways, at best, and breathless to discover more.
Thank You for coming to earth for me, Jesus. As rehashed and duly-beaten as that sounds, if I think about it for long enough it takes on a new meaning with every time that I repeat it in my head. You came to earth. You came to earth for me. You would have come to earth if it was only me, still nothing but a tiny heavenly wood-whittling somewhere in your workshop, breathless and foolish, that you had to come to earth for. You not only came to earth for me, You died for me.
Thank You for every Christmas that I've enjoyed as a result of the first Christmas, as a result of You. Not only because, had You not been born, there would be no Christmas, but even if there were a "Christmas," there would be nothing worth enjoying about it if I wasn't able to live for You, to do what I am weakly attempting for you. Thank You for giving me Your hand to hold.
Happy Birthday, Jesus, the best Love I will ever know.