One of my favorite Christmas memories is a
childhood one--riding home in the family station wagon on Christmas
eve. We had just attended our Sunday School Christmas program and received the small, brown paperbag filled with an orange, an apple and frosted animal crackers. We huddled closely together to keep warm and looked for Santa’s sleigh in the sky--thinking one of those twinkling lights must be Rudolph’s nose.
The
anticipation rose as we turned into our long lane and knew that those
markings in the snow were surely reindeer footprints. Entering the house, there
were gifts stacked under the tree. But before opening the gifts, one of us would
gather the family Bible, turn to Luke 2 and ask Dad to read The Birth of
Jesus.
So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem, the town of David... He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in clothes and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
Even though we had just heard it at our Christmas Eve service, Dad read it again. We were
reminded of God’s gift to us before opening our own gifts.
Philippians 2:7 reads,
He gave up
his place with God
and made himself nothing.
He was born to be a man
and became
like a servant.
God’s gift to us so many, many years ago came in the form of a baby. A
baby born to a virgin, born in a stable, surrounded by ordinary sheep and
ordinary shepherds.
However, this ordinary night turned into an extraordinary night when a black sky exploded with brightness and the sound of
angels pierced the night with song.
Thanks be
to God for His gift
which is too wonderful for words.
2 Corinthians 9:15
Christmas is but one week away.
As you bake, shop, decorate, listen to carols,
may you be thrilled with that first gift:
As you bake, shop, decorate, listen to carols,
may you be thrilled with that first gift:
Born because of God’s love for us.
From the cradle in Bethlehem to the cross in Jerusalem,
please consider the love of our Father for you.
Praise be to
God.
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