We have some strange phrases in English that are often posted on bumper stickers or websites like: “The one with the most toys at the end wins.” “The survival of the fittest.” Or, how about this one: “My opinions are awesome”. What these all have in common is that people tend to think that he, or she, is always right, always to strongest and always finishes on top. We train our children to stand up for themselves and not take any “guff” from anyone.
If you take a quick look around on this 24th day of December you would think something big is going down!
Today, we are on the cusp of celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ. Over the past month we have been rehearsing the events and the characters in the drama of his birth. We could fill many books studying these important characters in the fulfillment of Old Testament prophecy, and we would be right to do so. However, all of this reading, studying and putting ourselves in the shoes of these characters would be an empty pursuit if it were not for one thing.
The thing that makes Jesus birth so important is the reason for which came. If he was just a good example for us on how to live then we are kind of wasting our time, for many people are worthy of following their example. But only one person ,the God man, the Messiah, the son of God was born to reconcile God and man.
The good news of the gospel is that Jesus Christ born of woman, born without sin, and born to become the sacrifice for our sin. This is what makes Christmas important. If we divorce our celebration of the events of Christmas from the reason for which Jesus came then we are left with tinsel, wrapping paper, and a quote on quote “nice holiday”.
We can sum up the Christmas story with this verse from Romans chapter 6 verse 23, “for the wages of sin is death but the gift of God is eternal life in Jesus Christ our Lord.” And we live in the attitude of gratitude, “thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!” (2 Cor. 9:15)
I remember it. It had little metal men who had two holes on their bottom section to hold them in place on little metal peg so they could “skate” on the table. It was known as “table hockey” and it was all I wanted for Christmas way back when. Today, I have no idea where that game is that I desired so much. Continue reading “Gifts that Last”