Jn.1:12,14 – But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God….And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us; and we saw His glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
The mystery of God is what makes Christmas so mysterious. The secular world may ignore or distort it but it is there none-the-less, Christmas is loaded with the sense of the supernatural. It has to be, it is a celebration of when the eternal invaded the temporary, the uncreated entered the created, and the timeless stepped into time. None of that really makes sense to human understanding but everyone knows its true, Christmas Day stands alone as the day when everything changed, or you could say the day that everything began. Augustine had an understanding of this beautiful Christmas dilemma, here is something he said about that.
“Deservedly, therefore, did the Prophets announce He’d be born; the Heavens and the Angels, that He’d been born. He lay in a manger, and yet the world rested in his hands. As an infant, He was wordless, and yet He was the Word Itself. Him whom the Heavens couldn’t huddle, the lap of a single woman could easily cuddle. She was toting about on her hip Him Who carries her about the universe. Her breasts were running, but they were enriching the Bread of Life.
How the High has come so low! How Divinity has crept into humanity! The mother on whom the Infant was so dependent was so dependent on Him, the Ruler of the Universe. Her whose breasts He was suckling, He’d already been nourishing with Truth. He didn’t shrink from assuming our primordials, nor should we abhor donning His celestials. He wished to become one of our children in order to do something lovely for us; that’s to say, make us all His children, the children of God.”
Every year we are again confronted with a king born among animals, the creator delivered from a mother’s womb, and the Word that created galaxies unable to frame an intelligible word. We are reminded of why it happened in the songs that we hear each year, today in the City of David a child has been born. A Son was given for us and the government rests on His shoulders. Ponder the Christmas mystery again as if for the first time. Allow the wonder of this moment to fill your heart with this life that flows from the Prince of Peace.
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Amen. Sometimes I think that the reason for the season is hidden among the hustle and bustle of commercialization of the birth of Christ. But, if we’ve experienced a supernatural relationship with the almighty God, we joyfully are thankful to remember that he was born to save us! Hiden treasure; abundant gift 🎁 ❤️🙏🏽