Each year I imagine you receive a load of these like my family does. Often we contribute to the madness of greeting people via hallmark or even tucking a Christmas letter inside.
I’ve seen cute little scenes of baby angels floating around sheep or sheep dressed like angels, or some combination of sheep and angels saying Merry Christmas or the like.
But what really happened that night? How did Jesus come into the earth? Why does it matter so much?
I so appreciated our worship experience this Sunday. It reminded me of how Jesus did not come the way people expected. No trite trappings, no pomp, no silver spoon. And because He didn’t come as a recognizable politician or military leader, He was rejected by many. Because He associated with outcasts He was rejected. Because He was humble, the proud did not see Him.
And I’ve missed Him. When He doesn’t work like I want, I’m sure I’ve missed Him too.
We were posed with a question on Sunday – What are you looking for? Is it possible that even as we sneer at those religious people that missed the Creator of the universe, that we are just as oblivious? Perhaps God is working around me all the time but my view of God is skewed by things like greeting cards and well-intentioned-advice givers and sometimes by even American Christianity. More likely than skewed, I am above God making Him fit into what He surely wants for me.
I am thankful for the reminder this week of how I/we need a God that is bigger than our understanding and doesn’t always come into my life or situation the way I want Him to.
The team sang a song this week that is still ringing in my mind:
Could’ve come like a mighty storm
With all the strength of a hurricane
You could’ve come like a forest fire
With the power of Heaven in Your flame
But You came like a winter snow
You were quiet, You were soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below
Your voice wasn’t in a bush burning
No, Your voice wasn’t in a rushing wind
It was still, it was small, it was hidden
Thankful for God’s choice to come in a still, small way and create such an enormous impact.
Recalibrating to who He really is and not just who I want Him to be.