Luke 2:11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
Jesus Christ was born in the meanest of circumstances,
but the air above was filled
with the hallelujahs of the heavenly hosts.
His lodging was a cattle pen,
but a star drew distinguished visitants
from afar to do Him homage.
His birth was contrary to the laws of life.
His death was contrary to the laws of death.
No miracle is so inexplicable as His life and teaching.
He had no cornfields or fisheries,
but He could spread a table for 5,000
and have bread and fish to spare.
He walked on no beautiful carpets,
but He walked on the waters and they supported Him.
His crucifixion was the crime of crimes,
but, on God’s side, no lower price than His infinite agony
could have make possible our redemption.
When He died few men mourned,
but a black crepe was hing over the sun.
though men trembled not for their sins,
the earth shook under the load.
All nature honored him;
sinners alone rejected Him.
Sin never touched Him.
Corruption could not get hold of his body.
The soil that had been reddened
with His blood could not claim His dust.
Three years He preached His gospel.
He wrote not book,
built no church,
had no money back of Him.
After 1,900 years,
He is the one central character of human history,
the perpetual theme of all preaching,
the pivot around which the events of the age revolve,
the only Regenerator of the human race.
Was it merely the son of Joseph and Mary
who crossed the world’s horizon nearly 2,000 years ago?
Was it merely human blood that was spilled on Calvary’s hill
for the redemption of sinners and which has worked such wonders
in men and nations through the centuries?
What thinking man can keep from exclaiming:
“MY LORD AND MY GOD!”
~~Keith L. Brooks
In Awe of God’s Plan . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie
Apologies to those who may have come and found nothing new.
May your Christmas be blessed.