I just watched the video for Steven Curtis Chapman's song Miracle of Christmas on the Billy Graham Christmas Special the other night...
"So come to Bethlehem again and see
The One who's come to rescue us, our Saviour and King
Bring your past, the joy, the sorrow, all your hope to find tomorrow
And the God who spoke is speaking still
And the God who came still comes
And the miracle that happened still happens in the heart that will believe
And we see and receive the miracle of Christmas"
Sometimes looking again at that tiny baby in the manger again, after all this years, can become the equivalent of a seasonal afterthought, in fact we can let it all fade into the background of this Christmas season and find ourselves giving it what can become (if we're not careful) obligatory attention at the Christmas Eve Service at church as we take communion before we rush home, only to forget it all as we began wrapping and cooking and doing all the last minute things to make the family happy...
Might we just take the time, a few moments more than once this month to really think about what that tiny shivering little bundle brought to us all... changing the entire face and destiny of humanity... we literally place all our stuff, our issues, our futures, our pasts, our frailty and our hope not just at the foot of the cross, but on the shoulders of that tiny baby.
Our God, the Great I AM, the One in whose image we were made became the unthinkable -He came down to our level, the level of those who needed the saving... and oh my gracious... that same God still comes to us all over again each Christmas and takes all we have, all over again... shouldn't we be completely and utterly amazed all over again this Christmas?