Tag: Son of God
It was 1996 when Kenny Rogers sang a new Christmas song that explored the mystery inside Mary’s heart. Mark Lowry had written the lyrics more than ten years prior. Now in a time when many want to turn Christmas into a “Jesus free zone,” Mary, did you know has become a classic.
“Mary, did you know that your baby boy would someday walk on water?
Mary, did you know that your baby boy will save our sons and daughters?
Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you’ve delivered will soon deliver you.
Mary, did you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?
Mary, did you know that your baby boy will calm the storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod?
When you kiss your little baby you’ve kissed the face of God.”
Then Faith Hill’s version of A Baby Changes Everything provides a look into what could be Mary’s Diary.
“Teenage girl, much too young. Unprepared for what’s to come. A baby changes everything. Not a ring on her hand; all her dreams and all her plans. A baby changes everything!” Then when the angels sing, she sings, “I was lost but now I’m found. A baby changes everything.”
Without fanfare, in 2008, Joy Williams also introduced us to Mary’s heart. She sang of the wonder of the holy birth, Here with Us.
“It’s still a mystery to me That the hands of God could be so small, how tiny fingers reaching in the night were the very hands that measured the sky. And, how His infant eyes have seen the dawn of time, how His ears have heard an angel’s symphony, but still Mary had to rock her Savior to sleep. Hallelujah, Son of God, Servant King! Here with us!”
And now, one of my new favorites is sung by the Downhere, How Many Kings. Essentially this is a song of questions, questions that lead us to an ultimate truth.
“How many kings stepped down from their thrones? How many lords have abandoned their homes? How many greats have become the least for me? How many gods have poured out their hearts To romance a world that has torn all apart? How many fathers gave up their sons for me? Only one did that for me.”
Regardless of the current political and cultural climate and the occasional arguments about dates and times…The faith community is reclaiming Christmas as a spiritual celebration, a holy moment anchored by story and song. Remember!
People were everywhere. Joseph’s family house was stacked full of relatives. There was a place to stay, but Mary was about to give birth and she needed privacy. The only place private was the stable in the cave below the house. So, they would make do.
She was weary, separated from family, and feeling the pains of labor. Everything was strange and new to her. Was this the way she was supposed to feel? Was it supposed to hurt this much? Was it supposed to take this long?
Alone, but not forgotten, she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, a helpless incarnation of the Creator himself.
And, so it began.
Jesus spent his first night wrapped in human skin sleeping in a hay-filled, bug infested, stone cut feed trough. While the God of creation was getting used to human limitations like breathing and crying, Bethlehem slept through without a whimper . The God who created time placed his future in the unproven and inexperienced hands of a teenage girl. The plan was risky.
The Savior of the world, the Messiah, the Christ, the Prince of Peace, the Son of God, was sleeping in an ordinary stable on the edge of tiny little village, in a troublesome providence of the Roman Empire, and in the shadow of King Herod’s Herodium palace/fortress. Nobody knew that this birth would change everything, everywhere.
Finally heaven could not keep quiet. The nameless, uncouth, and unwashed shepherds heard the news. They were stunned by the dazzling brightness filling the sky around them. The message was incredible, “The Messiah has come.” They had to go; they had to see for themselves.
On that night centuries ago, God opened the windows of heaven, and for a brief moment ordinary shepherds could glimpse the glory of heaven itself. Have you ever wondered why it was that shepherds were given, this gift? Why not the religious leaders, the Sanhedrin, the politicians, the prominent people, the powerful people?
Perhaps they were too busy looking down on others to look up to God? Or, maybe they couldn’t see God’s world because their eyes were too focused on their world.
Jesus traded the joys of heaven and the power of the Creator to become the created. He gave up everything for the willing arms of a novice mother, from an ordinary town, in a forgotten corner of the world. Yes, the plan was filled with risk.
Did it work?
Read the original. Luke 2:1-20 and Matt. 2:1-12
Then read it to someone else, anyone, but especially to someone you love. Do it for Jesus, not for you or anyone else. Do it!
Then Sing! Sing along! Sing in the car! Sing while you cook! Sing on your walk! Sing in the Mall! Sing!