The Frequency of Christmas Love: The Magic Jesus Carried

As we approach Christmas, something soft stirs inside the heart —

a warmth, a light, an unspoken tenderness that feels almost like magic.

Not the kind of magic we grew up imagining, but something deeper…

something ancient…

something holy.

It makes you wonder:

Could this love — this quiet, luminous feeling — be the same love Jesus carried within Him?

The kind of love that didn’t need to be declared loudly,

because people felt it the moment He walked into a room.

The kind of love that lifted the weary, softened the hardened, healed the broken.

The kind of love that carried a frequency strong enough to awaken souls.

When Jesus loved, He didn’t love the way the world taught us to love.

He loved with a presence so pure it transformed whoever stood near it.

He loved with a stillness that brought peace before a word was spoken.

He loved with a light that recognized every wounded part of the human heart —

and held it without judgment.

And perhaps that is the quiet mystery of Christmas:

that the love we feel at this time of year

is not separate from the love He gave His disciples.

It is the same frequency, returning to us

through memory, through scripture, through tradition,

but also through our very breath.

Christmas love is not nostalgia.

It’s not sentiment.

It’s not a beautiful idea we revisit each December.

It is a spiritual frequency that still lives in the world.

A frequency made of compassion, humility, forgiveness, gentleness,

and the courage to keep loving even when our hearts tremble.

It is the reason candles feel brighter in December.

The reason music sounds softer, yet felt Truer.

The reason our hearts ache — not with pain, but with recognition of Love.

We are remembering the love we were created from.

We are remembering the love He walked with.

And maybe the greatest miracle is this:

The magic we feel at Christmas

is the echo of the same love Jesus carried within Him —

and the same love we are invited to carry too.

Because when we love with that same quiet strength,

that same honesty,

that same tenderness that expects nothing in return…

we are participating in the very miracle He brought to earth.

So as Christmas draws near, let us ask ourselves:

Not how do we celebrate,

but how do we love?

How do we soften our words?

How do we offer gentleness to those who ache?

How do we bring light into places that feel dim?

How do we let the magic of His love pass through us

so others may feel safe again, seen again, whole again?

For Christmas is not a season as much as it is a frequency —

a living reminder that divine love still moves,

still calls to us,

still transforms us

the moment we let it in.

And maybe that is the real Magic after all.

Pure Love