Once again I find myself failing to keep my “post a day”
promise. I have been extremely busy the past few days, which caused me to crash
around 9:00 last night. Now that I’ve had an adequate night’s sleep for the
first time in 6 days, here is what I would have posted yesterday.
I was
sitting in church Sunday and was really struck by a simple, yet amazing
thought. How often do we seriously contemplate the idea of Jesus coming to
earth? I know it’s Christmas and the Nativity scenes dotted here and there don’t
let us forget, but do we ever really contemplate what happened? The God of the
universe came down to us in human form. He entered our world—for so long man
has tried (somewhat in vain) to reach God, and here He comes down to us. Does
that blow your mind?
Imagine
it, it was an ordinary day like many others. It was probably a clear night,
like many June nights in the Middle East, and out of nowhere a chorus of Angels
call the shepherds from their sleep to see the King. What they find is a baby
in a manger, held by his mother and father. Imagine the surprise, and awe. Imagine
the joy, knowing that for thousands of years man has been kept away from God
and here it is, the link that we could not possibly forge. God realized that
something had to be done to fix the mess Adam and Eve created, and there is was
in that miraculous, divine baby. Years of pain, sorrow, and death ended that
night when God came down to earth; salvation for all was at hand and we need
only accept it.
This
Christmas season, try to really think about that miracle. The idea that God
loves us so much that He came down here on earth. It was not easy, imagine
being God of the universe and downgrading to our human limitations—yet He did
it out of His immense love for us. It truly is a miracle, one that is far too
hard to completely understand but a gift that we accept nevertheless.
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