"And the angel said to them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For to you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign to you; you shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men."
Luke 2:10-14
Denver made the news again over the weekend. I'm sure it's still making the news this morning, although I have chosen not to watch.
Unfortunately, it was more serious than too much snow and stranded passengers. And, it has nothing to do with the National Football League.
Every newscaster in the market has overworked the expression "Christmas Miracle" since Saturday night to explain how extraordinary it was to have a burned-out Boeing 737 sitting off runway 34R. Melted plastic from overhead compartments dripping onto abandoned seats.
No passenger or crew fatalities.
A miracle, indeed.
It's likely that anyone who believes in Christmas is hoping for a Christmas Miracle of one sort or another this week. If not this week, then soon. I know that I've been in that crowd.
But, I already have the only Miracle that matters. It began in Bethlehem and still moves through the hearts of people everywhere. No Miracle is bigger, and it is the source of all else.
When Pigs Fly will return the week of December 29. Merry Christmas to everyone around the world!
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