This devotional has been a labor of love and has been part of a personal journey of mine toward the celebration of Christ’s birth. I want to thank each of you for following this journey with me and hope it has blessed your days as you also anticipate the birth of Christ and look forward to his coming again. God bless each of you as you celebrate Christ’s love with one another.
Friday, December 25, 2015, evening
Background: Luke 2:8-21
Focal: Luke 2:10-15
Fear not, for I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. It is perhaps the best message that the shepherds or the world could receive, the birth of Jesus was for all the people. Not for some of the people, but for all people. He could not be the Savior of the world if his birth was not for all the people.
The difficulty for us many times is that we say that we believe Jesus came to save the world, but at times we may not make room in our hearts for those he came to save. We can at times not want the greatest gift to be for everyone but just for us. We are so used to receiving gifts that often we are not able to share gifts.
In another way there are also people who do believe that Jesus was born to be the Savior of the world but feel unworthy to claim him as their Savior. He came for each one of us too. We should tell the story of Jesus.
We should respond the way the shepherds did after hearing about Jesus, let us go and see this thing that the Lord has told us. Will we respond to the invitation of God through Jesus, claim him as Savior and worship him as Lord?
Friday, December 25, 2015, morning
While Mary and Joseph were participating in the census is came time for Jesus to be born. If you know anything about babies they come in their own time. When it is their time no one can tell them to wait or hold up. It had come time for Jesus to be born.
Mary gave birth as the Lord had said, and she had promised. She gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger. A manger is a feeding trough for the animals. Her son was born in a barn with the animals and placed in their feed trough. I would not have wished that to be the circumstance of birth for either one of my children, much less God’s one and only Son.
It was not what they would have chosen either, yet it was because there was no room for them in the inn. Other travelers where there in town for the census as well and there was just no room.
What about us? Would there be room in our hearts for Jesus? Have our lives become so cluttered with the trappings of the holidays that we have lost track of what we must make room for? Open the inn of our hearts to receive Jesus, and allow him to remain there as Lord of our lives.