It's cold and snowy here, but it warms my heart to think of the humble birth of our Savior. I love how God chose to have a sweet, young, common girl give birth to His son.
A couple of weeks ago our pastor talked about the unnamed people in the Christmas story. First, it was the innkeeper. He did a very good deed, helping out these poor pilgrims by giving them some shelter, yet his name is never given. Next, the unnamed, non-respected - and even looked down on by most - the shepherds. They had the lowest of jobs, yet God chose them to be the ones to whom the heavenly host of angels gave the Good News! And what reassuring words they gave them, "Do not be afraid." They were an important part of the Christmas story, yet remain unnamed.
Eight days after the birth of Jesus, Mary and Joseph took their little baby to the temple to have him circumcised. Who, but the priest on duty, performed the ceremony. He was so fortunate to hold God, the Holy One, and yet, his name is never mentioned.
Isn't it interesting and reassuring, that God provided his very own Son to the least of us? It never ceases to amaze me. Happy Birthday, Jesus.
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