Christmas
Day
Monday, December
25, 2017
And she brought forth her firstborn and wrapped him in swaddling
clothes, and laid him in a manger because there was no room for them in the
inn.
Luke 2:7
I love this verse that most of us memorized
when we were children, and the picture that it brings to my mind. I like to
imagine a beautiful, young woman holding her infant tenderly, looking at his
lovely face, having the feeling that she has just done the most wonderful
thing a woman can do – bring a child into the world. I remember how wonderful
I felt when I held our first child, almost as though I had done something no
one else had ever done. Not so for me. Our baby was just one from many! But
with Mary, it was so! She had just
done what no woman had ever done before or would ever do again. She had given
birth to the Son of God! She had the huge responsibility of being the mother to
Immanuel, God with us!
What must have gone through her mind? She had
borne the stigma of being pregnant in a little village where there must have
been talk about her pregnancy! This was an extraordinary way to begin a
marriage, and she had trusted Joseph not to abuse either her or her baby since
now she held this miracle child in her arms. Was she overwhelmed? Did she cry?
Did she feel afraid as she realized she would have to protect him, this
God-sired child? Did she feel a sense of awe that she would be allowed to teach
God to talk, to walk, to laugh, to play, to love? As she did what every mother
does, as she kissed his head, his fingers, his toes, did she realize that she
was kissing the face and hands and feet of God?
I love to wander in my mind back to that first
Christmas. I love to try to imagine how it was and how it smelled and how it
looked. I love to try to comprehend what it must have been like to witness –
personally and first hand – this most important moment in history, when God
entered the world as a human being. I imagine yet I cannot imagine.
Happy Birthday, Jesus.
Father, we cannot
relive what we have never lived. We cannot imagine what is unimaginable. We
cannot fathom your having allowed yourself to become a vulnerable infant. We
cannot comprehend the joy, the fear, the uncertainty that Mary and Joseph must
have felt. But we praise you that it pleased you to have such a wonderful plan.
We thank you for this beautiful infant who became our Lord! Amen.
The Light of the World
prepared for Homosassa United Methodist Church, 2008,
by Patience Nave, Christian Education Coordinator.
prepared for Homosassa United Methodist Church, 2008,
by Patience Nave, Christian Education Coordinator.
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