Imagine, for a moment, that you’re God.
No one has ever seen you, no one really knows who you are. There have been prophets to speak on your behalf, there have been whispers within souls and signs throughout Creation – there is a suspicion that somewhere, you are out there. But, no one has ever seen a perfect revelation of you.
So, you decide that you are going to come. You, God, are going to come into what you have made. You are going to become one of your people to once and for all give them a word that speaks your very essence, that mysteriously reveals (points to) your very identity. You are going to show them who you really are.
So you come, like this:
What? This will forever baffle the human mind.
If we were 10 miles from to the sun, we would eviscerate us into millions of molecules. It is packed with energy. And the sun is a small star (1 out of 100 billion stars) in a small galaxy (out of 10 billion galaxies) somewhere on the outskirts of the universe. And all of that is effortlessly contained in God. All of that energy and power is a clue to God’s own energy and power. Yet, at the same time, God is a baby. He could have come as anything, and that’s what He chose.
Why? Perhaps because God just wants to be loved. A baby is something you can’t help but love. It sucks love out of you. God, in wanting to reveal Himself to us, showed us something of His craving for our love. So far would He go, that He became helpless before us, just so that we could love Him.
If Christmas speaks anything, it seems to speak that. God is not some far away abstraction off playing video games somewhere. Though so many lies speak against this fact, He who literally needs nothing, badly, badly wants us to love Him.
If you doubt it, look at a baby and see.
Thanks to Roger Anderberg for these insights
Joey McCoy
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