This is the heart we’ve been following right through the Book.
It’s the almighty God of the Universe…
Doing what He’s done since Day Six of Creation…
Bending down, drawing near, reaching out…
Coming to be with His Dear Ones.
This is the One Who has always…
Made every effort…
Gone the extra mile…
Knocked down every barrier…
Searched every corner…
Kept coming back…
to the Garden…
to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob…
to Moses on the mountain…
to His own people Israel time after time after time.
Every time the people cried ‘help’… He was there.
Whenever even the wickedest king said ‘I’m so sorry’, He forgave.
This is the One Who made His throne on a gold-covered, blood-spattered box, barely concealed behind a delicate embroidered linen curtain, in a glorified tent in the middle of Camp Israel, and said to Moses, I will meet with you there and talk with you.
The LORD your God is living among you.
He is a mighty savior.
He will take delight in you with gladness.
With his love, he will calm all your fears.
Zephaniah 3:17
It’s that God.
Putting on a human body. A body envisioned and designed in the mind of an ingenious Creator and reproduced billions of times [but rendered no less miraculous by its frequency] from a microscopic sperm and egg.
And now the Creator Himself, who for all eternity had inhabited the whole universe with no physical limitations—now HE is, in the greatest of miracles, somehow limiting Himself to an embryonic egg in the womb of a virgin He created.
Where He will develop like every other baby, and come into the world like every other human being before Him.
So that He can experience every human experience…from the first cry of birth to the last sigh of death.
This God is so determined that we hear Him.
I’m right here.
Look at me.
Listen to me.
Watch me.
Talk with me.
Face to face.
No wonder poets and musicians are still writing about that day.
Hallelujah, oh how the angels sang.
Hallelujah, how it rang!
And the sky was bright with a holy light
‘Twas the birthday of a king.