How do you celebrate the birth of the Savior,
mere birthday wishes seem trite, more like misbehavior.
Decorated trees and presents seem to miss the point
for the Savior of the world Who loves, rules, anoints.
God in the flesh invaded planet earth,
it’s hard to comprehend even with the virgin birth.
A highly favored young lady, engaged but not wed
gave birth to the Christ child as the angel had said.
So Jesus arrived here as a lowly born lad
in a manger in Bethlehem wrapped in used rags.
The King entering His creation
through a barn seems a travesty, an affront;
but that’s the way God intended it to be
to restore, save humanity and sin to confront;
by joining us sinners starting with the lowest of all,
Jesus entered history surrounded by livestock
and shepherds heeding God’s call.
Man’s perception of kingship
quite different than His,
social standing meant little,
the pecking order amiss.
He hung out with people
we spend little time with;
He put them at ease,
with the establishment hit or miss.
God who created the world
by merely speaking,
had come to restore it.
Yet the people who’d long waited
rejected Him soundly, refused to submit.
Looking back over history
have things changed all that much?
God’s still calling out to us
but many aren’t hearing, won’t trust.
So this Christmas season
let’s focus on Him
who cried out it is finished
when He hung on the tree
and gave up His life,
for you and for me.
What a birth, what a Savior,
this baby boy was to be!