And while they were there, the time came for her to give birth. And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.
The creator of the entire universe, the Lord and Ruler of all mankind became human. Yet he doesn’t choose to make himself known with pomp and fame. Instead He is born into a stable, a dark, damp and dingy stable and placed in a manger, the feeding trough of animals. HOWWWW humbling. The little town of bethlehem slept on that night oblivious that a Saviour had been born who would rescue a lost world!
I am awed at God becoming a baby/human. We will never be able to fully comprehend what was involved in God becoming man, why He who was infinitely rich became poor and why He would enter a world where He knew He would be mocked and killed. Yet He did do all these things, and He did them for love for us.
The world today is so happy to let Jesus Christ be the baby in a manger but not willing to let Him be the sovereign Lord of their lives. May we as Christians this Christmas be able to reflect in some way the truth of that Bethlehem birth.