Like a leaf riding the current down a mountain stream, joy floats quietly into my spirit uplifting, filling in gladness throughout my being. A smile settles on my face, a shining sparkle in my eyes. Tis the season. . .
About to begin a new year, for December has opened its doors announcing the Babe’s birth is approaching, the day of celebration is soon here. Once again songs of that “Silent Night” of His coming, the 3 royal visitors from the Orient bring gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh to honor the Son of God’s arrival upon the earth.
Breaking the silence, a Baby’s cry rings out from the stable where mom and dad found lodging for the night; a star of glory and brightness brings supernatural light into the darkness; and angel songs announce to the shepherds and all mankind that our God of salvation has come upon the earth.
Giving. Joy brims to overflow as I see new ways of sharing with the kids and grandkids the love that Jesus brought to us, a love this world had never known before.
Jesus came as a sacrificial lamb whose death scooped up every debt of sin mankind had ever or will ever perpetrate, and He paid the price for them~ freeing all of us. From every ‘white lie’ to every murder and lustful thought and deed, for every sin of action or of the mind, Jesus paid for them in full by giving His life for us.
We are now free to choose~FREEDOM! What can we give to Him in return?
Reminds me of a story I heard of a very tough boarding school in a land far, far away. The headmaster was a rather mean spirited person who believed in corporal punishment for children who did not learn their lessons well.
In this class was a boy of small stature who had a nature less strong than the others. He tried hard but was not able to learn as well as his classmates and felt the sting of the paddle more frequently than most. This child became ill and was unable to eat much and suffered tremendous fear of the headmaster.
This particular day he went weakly to class knowing he had not measured up and would be beaten severely. As the headmaster called on him ordering him to the front of the room for his lashings, another child stood up and went to the headmaster,
“Please sir, my friend is ill, allow me to take the beating for him”.
Sneering, the man looked at the child and said, “Oh well, if you want to suffer for one, you may take the stripes for all your classmate’s failures.”
The young student surprised the headmaster by responding, “Yes sir, I will do that”.
The headmaster did not lighten his hand as he beat the youngster, but the boy knew the beating could have killed his friend, and his own strength could sustain the pain. He took the punishment for his friend and all the other kids who had failed to measure up.
Jesus took the cruelty and the deadly pain of the crucifixion for you and I. Our sin condemned us to spend eternity in a fiery hell of mental and physical pain for eternity. Jesus loves us enough that He chose to take the punishment for you and me, so we could have the choice to spend eternity with Him in a place of love and happiness.
John 15:13 (NKJV)
Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends
So joy fills me as I am reminded of His birth and all the love it entails. Does a similar sweet spirit fill you as well when you remember what His birth began?