“She gave birth to her firstborn, a son.
She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger”
And so on a silent night, when the herald angels sang, in the little town of Bethlehem, in Royal David’s city, while shepherds watched their flocks at night, unto us a child is born. And softly so as not to disturb the quiet babe the faithful down the centuries come to whisper in amazement and awe – Hallelujah!
It had to be night when the Saviour of the world slipped quietly in – for the world was locked in a spiritual darkness. Just as our own lives are in darkness until the Light of the World comes to us and into our lives. Although we do not see it at the time He comes to us very much like the babe of Bethlehem – small and unthreatening and even dependent upon us.
But then over the years He grows within our minds and spirits and understanding into the majestic and glorious and awesomely holy Son of God. And as He finally begins to reign supreme within us we realise just how small was our original knowledge and understanding of Him.
Come let us adore Him – with a cluster of shepherds, a small group of wise men from afar and the encircling bands of angels. For just a moment it does not matter where the world is – but it does matter where we are.
Am I with God and He with me?
Lord I come to You – just as I am
“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favour rests.” (Luke 2:14)
(Adoration of the Shepherds by Gerrit van Honthorst)
(I’ll be back on New Years Day –
thank you for being a part of the journey.
May our most glorious Lord bless each and every one of you
with the wonder of His love)