Too Great To Grasp

In this first week of advent, I am thinking about the gift of Jesus. The love of God to send Jesus to the world to take the punishment of my sin is unfathomable. And yet, He gave that gift to me, to each of us. It's humbling to think about the cost in Jesus' coming for everyone involved.  It wasn't simple for Mary and Joseph either.  Their course was changed completely. I've been lamenting the fact that I have not accomplished all that I thought I would have by this point in my life.  I'm following God too, however, people don't look at me in judgement because of my change in course.  As a matter of fact, no one would even know my life is different than I expected. So my lamentations are selfish. I cannot even begin to know what Mary felt or the hardship Joseph endured.  But beyond that, to understand what Jesus did and the weight that he carried not only for me, but for the entire world, is too great for me to grasp.  What I can grasp is the love of God that has called me to Him and the transformational grace that has changed my heart so my circumstance, my course, is nothing compared to my life in Christ. I am grateful for the gift of Jesus this season and the hope that He brings.