I could read forever, but the thoughts and Ideas I have keep coming to mind and I feel if I don’t stop and write about them they could be lost forever; or sunk deep down waiting on the next surge to raise them from the depths of my Soul.
We now embark on this journey towards Christmas, approaching quicker each day, a season focusing on the Birth of Jesus. I’ve been reading some from a book called Windows to the Soul, by Ken Gire. Today a thought came up and I don’t want to let it go; the thought that Jesus being born in a manger was not the first time Deity stepped into the most lowly of places, but an echo of the Great I AM that choose to clothe Himself in a Burning Bush. He could have shown himself as Mighty Angel, A thundering Voice that shook the mountains, or a Chariot of Fire coming out of heaven, but instead the GREAT I AM picks a shrubbery, A bush.. Why? They are so common in the area. But maybe that is why. Maybe He chooses those ordinary things to display His Glory. Nothing special about a bush, it’s just any old bush, but when God comes in to that bush a Miracle happens. Something that has never been seen before happens. Heaven comes into contact with earth, and humanity is touched. In touching one millions are effected. So it is with Christ coming to Earth, born of a Virgin, wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in a manger. Once again, Heaven comes into contact with earth, and Humanity is touched forever.. Millions are effected… Nothing special about the manger. The miracle happens when the Great I AM chooses to wrap Himself in Humanity and take on the likeness of Man. Something that has never been done before, or ever will.
But wait…. What does this mean to me? You see, we are that burning bush. We are the empty manger. We are the swaddling clothes. Now Christ comes into Humanity through us and this is the Miracle. Nothing special about each of us, just ordinary bushes in the desert of life living each day as we know how; BUT GOD then comes in, and we become that miracle. That Burning Bush. That typical empty manger now is housing the Son of God. Our Ordinary life is that which now wraps The Great I AM. “Know you Not that your Body is the Temple of the Holy Spirit.” 1 Corinthians 6:19. “It’s no longer I who Live but Christ lives in me.” Galatians 2:20
God loves to come into the ordinary, the down and out, the least of these I believe, because it is in our frailness and weakness that His strength can be seen the most. He isn’t looking for Perfect Vessels, He is looking for Yielded Vessels. Any Bush will do. Any manger will work. Any pair of swaddling clothes He can make do with. They just need to have room for him to come in.
I Corinthians 1: 26-30 For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong;God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God. And because of him you are in Christ Jesus
Merry Christmas…
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