It began like any other night. Women were found rushing about fixing
supper. Men busy finishing with their day's labors. Children were
hungry and cranky. The town had swelled in population, almost twice
its size. It was census time. And although the economy benefited,
it was causing the nerves of many to fray.
The sunset was beautiful, but not as glorious as one would have thought.
It held no clue of would take place that very night, the secret was well
hidden. Eyes could only see a gentle blanket of grays and black covering
the sun. Nobody knew what stood behind this curtain of the night,
waiting to be unveiled.
Strangers entered the little town; husband and wife. She so heavy with
child. It had been a long and uncomfortable day of traveling. She was
exhausted. Her eyes sore from the dust on the road, her feet swollen
and tongue parched. She longed for a cup of cool water, and a quiet
place to rest through the night.
Door to door they searched for a room. "But, you can see my wife is in
need!" His pleas, unsuccessful. There was no room, not even for a
pregnant woman. He was worried, he could see she was so tired, though
she said nothing. He knew her time was near, he had to find a way of
locating a room for her.
Kindly eyes looked upon the couple. He saw their despair. "Perhaps I
can help." "It's not much," he said, "but the straw is clean and it
will keep you warm." They blessed his kindness. The shelter was humble
but peaceful, she could rest. He made a bed and ever so carefully
lowered her down. "Rest my dear, rest."
He looked towards the night's sky. His heart seeking guidance from God.
He knew the birth was near. "How could the timing be worse," he
questioned? Back home, he had well provided for her, but here, there
was nothing. He had wanted the best for her, but all he could offer
was a stable and his love.
Soft moans break the silence. He swabbing her forehead, their hands
clutched. Her head in his lap, he gently cradles her. Heaven supplying
words of hope. A brilliant star in the sky takes its rightful place,
bathing them in soft light. Stabled animals circle about, giving
warmth; they chosen to be nature's witness.
She lay there panting as waves of pain cover her. He whispers, "I love
you." A divine & glorious moment about to arrive. A Promise ready to be
fulfilled. "Now!" cried out God. "Now!" cried out all of heaven. "Now!"
she cried out. And with all the strength she could amass, she brought
forth God's greatest Gift.
With lightening speed the inconceivable took place! The Word Of God had
clothed Himself in humanity. He gave up a celestial throne, exchanging
it for a wooden manger. He left behind absolute power, trading it for
faith & obedience.
He left behind all of His glory and exchanged it for humility. He had
willingly left all behind to consummate God's love. With his first
breath, Yeshua (Jesus) brought heaven to earth, and made the Father's
love visible for all to see.
Love, grace and forgiveness was made touchable. All of God's love rested
in this tiny newborn infant, Yeshua. Love gave up its wings and took on
skin, fingers and toes. Love gave up sovereignty to dwell among us.
Love became the ransom for mankind's freedom, his salvation. Love fit
the needs of every man, woman and child, perfectly. Love rejoiced that
night, in angel songs and good will towards man. Love had fulfilled
His promise to all mankind.
It was a miraculous night, a holy night. A young woman tenderly holds
a newborn son next to her heart. A stepfather, looks upon his family
with tears welding in his eyes, vowing to ever love and protect them both.
Delicate infant fingers reach out towards mankind. And written upon His
precious heart was the following message: "Please accept my beloved Son
as a symbol of my everlasting love."
Signed, Your Heavenly Father.
By Suzanne M. Nichols
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