Brief thoughts leading up to the celebration of Christ’s birth and a Christmas carol.
He was there, creating. The first book of the Bible, the first chapter reveals, “Let us make man in our image, in our likeness…”
Imagine then a seed would fall from heaven and be planted in a young teenage girl’s womb not yet given in marriage–an incarnate One.
Imagine the One who made the mountains and the oceans, the sky and the multiple variations of life on the earth would come and dwell on that earth in human form.
Imagine this One as a child growing up like you and me, learning a trade from his earthly father.
Imagine the bewilderment of those around Him marveling at His intellect and uncanny wisdom.
Imagine His baptism and those affirming words spoken from heaven before His ministry would begin, “This is my beloved Son in whom I am pleased.”
Imagine this One healing the leper or the blind man who then went leaping with joy.
Imagine His deep anguish in the garden, His stripes received on the whipping post, His body thrown on a splinter-filled wooden cross with His flesh torn to the bone.
Imagine that, “…at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” (Colossians 2: 10, 11)