A Sign

Luke 2:12

And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.

We all know this fact. Jesus didn’t come to earth floating down on a magic carpet, dressed in royal purple, wearing a crown too big for his head, with fanfare and trumpets announcing his coming.

It’s a good reminder each Christmas season to think about this fact.

The King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, and the Prince of Peace, didn’t “announce” himself to his lowly subjects.  He came and appeared in the lowliest of places, among those he came to save, to become one of them.

Jesus came as a baby, grew up and matured in the same way we do, and experienced rejection, sorrow, and temptation. 

And why do we care?  Because we have a God who has been touched with all things familiar to us, starting from birth, and therefore we can come boldly to him in our deepest despair. We know that he’s a King who understands and cares, not one who looks “down” on us, but rather a Father who lifts “up” our head and brings us into his loving arms.

That’s the kind of Savior who loves us, this month of December.