Christmas Meditation #1

Christmas is about Jesus Christ, the Son of God.  Jesus is God in human form. He is God and man, united in one Person forever.  He is the deepest expression of God’s love for all mankind.

The Bible says:

God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him might not perish, but have everlasting life.

John 3:16

Jesus Himself said:

"I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life.  Nobody comes to the Father except through Me."

John 14:6

The two most important holidays for more than 2 billion people on the planet are Christmas and Easter. Easter is about Jesus rising from the dead, and Christmas is about Jesus’ arrival on earth. There is no Easter without Christmas, and there is no point in Christmas without Easter, because at Easter, Jesus defeated the greatest enemy of all, death. He showed us this by rising from the dead Himself, and in His resurrection is promised ours.  All that Jesus meant to accomplish when He came to earth is bound up in Christmas, when He came, and Easter, when He rose..

Here’s a brief summary of who Jesus is, and what He can do for you:

He is the “Word Made flesh” (John 1:14)--that is, He is GOD who became man (see John 1:1-3); because of that,

He is the only one who can explain God to us (John 1:18);

He is the only one who can give us everlasting life (John 3:16, 18, 36)

Believing in Him means that we will never face condemnation, John 5:24;

Coming to Him means that we will never die spiritually (John 11:23-25);

He is the only way to the Father, John 14:6

He will save His people from their sins, Matt. 1:21

Believing in Him means we will rise from the dead as He did, 1 Corinthians 15:50-58.

He truly came to earth to do these things for us, Matthew 2, Luke 2.  

Christmas is a holiday rooted in history, with everything that mankind  ever hoped for wrapped up in it, and everything we ever feared banished forever.

Here are some thoughts from the songwriters:

Mary, did you know?

Mary, did you know

that your Baby Boy would one day walk on water?

Mary, did you know

that your Baby Boy would save our sons and daughters?

Did you know

that your Baby Boy has come to make you new?

This Child that you delivered will soon deliver you.

Mary, did you know

that your Baby Boy will give sight to a blind man?

Mary, did you know

that your Baby Boy will calm the storm with His hand?

Did you know

that your Baby Boy has walked where angels trod?

That when you kiss your little Baby you kissed the face of God?

The blind will see, The deaf will hear, The dead will live again

The lame will leap, The dumb will speak

The praises of The Lamb.

Mary, did you know

that your Baby Boy is Lord of all creation?

Mary, did you know

that your Baby Boy would one day rule the nations?

Did you know that your Baby Boy is heaven's perfect Lamb?

The sleeping Child you're holding is the Great I Am.

Love Was When

Love was when God became a Man,

Locked in time and space, without rank or place;

Love was God born of Jewish kin;

Just a carpenter with some fishermen.

Love was when Jesus walked in history,

Lovingly He brought a new life that's free,

Love was God nailed to bleed and die

To reach and love one such as I.

Love was when God became a Man,

Down where I could see Love that reached to me;

Love was God dying for my sin

And so trapped was I my whole world caved in.

Love was when Jesus met me, now it's real;

Lovingly He came, I can feel He's real!

Love was God, only He would try

To reach and love one such as I.

The Love of God:

• The love of God is greater far
• Than tongue or pen can ever tell;
• It goes beyond the highest star,
• And reaches to the lowest hell;
• The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
• God gave His Son to win;
• His erring child He reconciled,
• And pardoned from his sin.
• Refrain:
• Oh, love of God, how rich and pure!
• How measureless and strong!
• It shall forevermore endure—
• The saints’ and angels’ song.
• When hoary time shall pass away,
• And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
• When men who here refuse to pray,
• On rocks and hills and mountains call,
• God’s love so sure, shall still endure,
• All measureless and strong;
• Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
• The saints’ and angels’ song.
• Could we with ink the ocean fill,
• And were the skies of parchment made,
• Were every stalk on earth a quill,
• And every man a scribe by trade;
• To write the love of God above
• Would drain the ocean dry;
• Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
• Though stretched from sky to sky.