[11] For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. [12] And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.”
(Luke 2:11-12 ESV)
What is Christmas without Christ?
It is heart breaking to see that Christmas has been tarnished, polluted and destroyed by the world today, where is the Christ in Christmas? Santa Claus? Presents? Parties? Blasphemy against the Holy name of the Lord!
We fail to comprehend the astounding act of Christ becoming man. That the King of Kings cast down His crown; took off His robes of majesty; left His throne in the heavens above and came down to earth! The Word became flesh and dwelt among us. Christ Jesus came not as a King to be served, but He came to serve, that His life would be a ransom for many. Not as a king, but as a baby, a baby born in a lowly manger.
Imagine that! The Saviour had no choice but to lay His precious head upon a manger. Our world had no room for its saviour!
Can you grasp the magnitude of an act like that? No we cannot. Look at your God! Look at that innocent baby conceived of the Spirit lying in that humble manger! Look at His humility!
[5] Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, [6] who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, [7] but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. [8] And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.
(Philippians 2:5-8 ESV)
In all our fun this Christmas, will our hearts be like that little town of Bethlehem 2000 years, not having a room for the Christ? Will we conveniently forget what this whole occasion is about? I plead with you, remember Christ this Christmas, Christmas is all about Christ, it should be all about Christ!
And this is the story of Christmas, not some stupid fantasy of Santa Claus, it is the story of God becoming man, it is the story of the birth of my Saviour. Who so humbled Himself.
The sweet little head of Christ Jesus that lay in the manger was the same scared head that a crown of thorns were put upon. The same blood that flowed through the veins of that innocent babe on Christmas day 2000 years ago, is the same blood that was shed for my sin upon the Cross.
On Christmas day, Christ gave up His Crown of glory in heaven, and put on a Crown of thorns, He drank to the very last drop the cup of wrath that was reserved for me, He was sacrificed upon that gruesome and beautiful Cross so that I may be saved.
And this is the story of Christmas.
