'Tis the season! I love Christmas,
from the snowy fields and trees to the lights on the houses. I love
singing old hymns about that precious night and I love being with my
family. But most of all, I love being reminded of the great, deep
love of the Father in sending His Son to Earth for me, for you.
My favorite Christmas song is “O
Holy Night”. It was just an ordinary night for everyone else, from
the innkeeper to the shepherds in the field. But this was no ordinary
night, it was a holy night, a night divine. This was the night that
God HIMSELF would come to His own people in the most humble way
possible.
“Mountains would have bowed down.
Seas would have roared. Trees would have clapped their hands. But the
earth held its breath. As silent as snow falling, He came in. And
when no one was looking, in the darkness, He came” (The Jesus
Storybook Bible, 176).
Jesus, the King of Kings, Lord of
Lords, would choose to come to be born amongst the barn animals. He
wouldn't come in shades of purple to signify royalty or trumpets
blaring, but He would come in the secret of the night. “How Many
Kings” by Downhere depicts this beautifully; take a listen:
This King, Messiah, Savior, was
promised in the third chapter of Genesis. It didn't take Adam and Eve
long to disobey God. However, the second they did, He promised One
would come to redeem them – to buy them back and obey the doors to
Eden once again for communion with the Father.
The people of Israel thought He would
come as a King. “Though He was Mighty God, He has become a helpless
baby. This King hadn't come to be the boss. He had come to be a
servant” (The Jesus Storybook Bible, 198). Boy, were they ever
wrong! But I think sometimes we forget this humility as well. In Luke
3 it lists the genealogy of Christ: from Joseph, His step-father
listed in verse 23, all the way to verse 38, “the son of Enos, the
Son of Seth, the son of Adam, the son of God.” Jesus came as a man.
He didn't just look like a baby, He was
a baby. He came to know our temptations and weaknesses, to know our
joy and to know our hurt. It's in that humility that Christ meets us
still today. He was and is fully God, but the God who placed the
stars in the sky dwelt among us (John 1:14) and He knows.
This
Baby, this Man, this King was sent to Earth with a purpose: to buy us
back. He came to tear the veil that stood between the holiness of God
and the sinfulness of man. It was just an ordinary night, but it was
certainly a holy night, a night divine. That night would change the
course of history – HIS-story – forever. And the story is not
over yet.