Tonight we began our Christmas celebrations with our 'Happy Birthday' cake for Jesus.
Since the Jewish day offically begins when the sun goes down (from dusk to dusk), we love to do this on Christmas Eve, while everyone is focussed and excited (rather than overdosed on lollies and presents).
This year I comissioned my 11 year old son to decorate the cake - and he decided to go with a Lego nativity theme and did an amazing job! I'm still cracking up at baby Jesus (he looks a tad angry if you ask me).
To be honest - the cake turned out to be a total disaster, with me forgetting to add sugar and then using the wrong baking tin, the cake was bitter and lopsided (honestly - Boo our dog got to eat quite a lot of cake tonight).
While lamenting over my flop of a cake, I had such a precious moment when my daughter quietly said to me, "it's good that Jesus loves everything aye Mum".
Out of the mouth of babes.
I am so glad that Jesus does love the broken, bitter and lonely. He loves the unlovable - and boy am I thankful that God decided to send His Son into this sick and broken world, to bring hope to our hopeless situations.
Now that is true love.
And boy am I glad that Jesus didn't actually pop in tonight for a piece of my cake.
Have a wonderful Christmas Eve.