I began reading Luke this morning, and was struck by the amazing moment that Jesus birth as well as what rearing God as a youngster must have been like. The Bible says twice that Mary treasured the moment and pondered it in her heart. The first time was after His birth and the shepherds came to see Him and the second was when He was twelve years old and they had to go back to the Temple to find Him. In Islam they tell that Jesus spoke from birth… I don’t know how much truth there is in that but I am certain that He was an extraordinary child. I sometimes wonder crazy things like, if He was potty trained from the start, or if He ever had to be corrected or told to quit pestering His siblings. I wonder if His siblings were jealous of Him growing up, did He do anything miraculous as a child, or did the miracles start after His desert experience. What would it have been like to go to school with Jesus, or to be his best friend… WOW! It must have been quite and amazing household to observe, to say the least.
I was also thinking about the night of His birth. Can you imagine what the Shepherds must have felt seeing the host of Heaven singing and proclaiming the birth of Jesus… Most people who experience a visit by an angel are awestruck or terrified; I can’t imagine what seeing millions of angels in the sky singing must have been like… it must have been an AWESOME sight. The song they sang and the music they made must have been incredible to hear. I wish I could have seen it.
I also think about the anticipation that heaven must have felt… waiting for that moment. I bet it was a feeling that permeated the earth. There must have been a tremendous feeling of tension in the air covering the whole earth.
What also comes to mind is the magnitude of it all. If you have read the earlier post “How Big is God” it is almost inconceivable to think how one tiny insignificant planet in this vast Universe, would command the entire attention of God and the whole host of Heaven. That He would choose to create, nurture and love us… and then bring the attention of all that is heaven to our tiny world for that one great moment in time. There is so much in those first two chapters… the conception and birth of John the Baptist… the visits by Gabriel to Mary… and the other visits to Elizabeth and Zechariah. There is so much to be gleaned from what is written, if you will just slow down to savor it and read between the lines… I want to encourage you to read or re-read it if you have all ready read it, and just try to imagine the splendor it must have been for that night and the weeks and months that led up to it.
I was also thinking about the night of His birth. Can you imagine what the Shepherds must have felt seeing the host of Heaven singing and proclaiming the birth of Jesus… Most people who experience a visit by an angel are awestruck or terrified; I can’t imagine what seeing millions of angels in the sky singing must have been like… it must have been an AWESOME sight. The song they sang and the music they made must have been incredible to hear. I wish I could have seen it.
I also think about the anticipation that heaven must have felt… waiting for that moment. I bet it was a feeling that permeated the earth. There must have been a tremendous feeling of tension in the air covering the whole earth.
What also comes to mind is the magnitude of it all. If you have read the earlier post “How Big is God” it is almost inconceivable to think how one tiny insignificant planet in this vast Universe, would command the entire attention of God and the whole host of Heaven. That He would choose to create, nurture and love us… and then bring the attention of all that is heaven to our tiny world for that one great moment in time. There is so much in those first two chapters… the conception and birth of John the Baptist… the visits by Gabriel to Mary… and the other visits to Elizabeth and Zechariah. There is so much to be gleaned from what is written, if you will just slow down to savor it and read between the lines… I want to encourage you to read or re-read it if you have all ready read it, and just try to imagine the splendor it must have been for that night and the weeks and months that led up to it.
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