I have to admit, I like the Christmas season. Not the commercialization of the holiday, or the traffic jams of epic proportions in the mall parking lot. What I enjoy is the time off from my job, from the rush of working and doing business in America. I enjoy spending time with my wife, my daughters, my son-in-law, and of course, our granddaughter. I enjoy buying gifts that other people either need or want. I take joy in that act. I am going to enjoy the multiple Christmas meals, as well as the leftovers thereof. Through it all, however, I want to make sure there is one thing that is not forgotten.
It sounds like a cliché to say Jesus is the reason for the season, but there is no truer statement. Yes, I am fully aware that Jesus was probably born sometime in April. I am also aware that Christians co-opted a pagan holiday for their own, but I don’t have a problem with that. What better time to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ than at the end of the year? What better time to be thankful for all he has done than a week before the beginning of another year?
Let’s look at the reality of what we are celebrating, the fullness of the event. Do we really understand that Mary conceived the baby Jesus while she was still a virgin? Do we really grasp the miracle that is in that act alone? Do we really understand the sacrifice of glory and power Jesus was making by coming to this earth, not as a king or warrior, but as a normal, everyday, human being? In the form of a little baby, no less? I am afraid the true meaning of this escapes us.
At the time of his birth, few people knew of its significance. We do not know the full story behind the three wise men who traveled to celebrate his birth, but they were evidently drawn by a power that is beyond this world. In a moment of speculation, I have no problem imagining that God refused to allow his only begotten Son to be born into this world, without at least someone knowing of the event.
I wonder how Mary felt when she first held Jesus in her arms? I wonder if she knew her little baby would grow up to be the Savior of the world? Mark Lowry’s Christmas song that has become a new standard asks that simple question. Mary, Did You Know? I think it is time we all ask ourselves that same question.
To everyone who visits Political Realities, whether it be on a regular basis, or just in passing, I hope you take something away that will help you through your day. Merry Christmas to all.