“Let us remember that the Christmas heart is a giving heart, a wide open heart that thinks of others first. The birth of the baby Jesus stands as the most significant event in all history, because it has meant the pouring into a sick world the healing medicine of love which has transformed all manner of hearts for almost two thousand years… Underneath all the bulging bundles is this beating Christmas heart.”
— George Matthew Adams (The Christmas Heart)
It’s Christmas eve! Tomorrow we celebrate GOD BECOMING MAN. The Incarnation of God, coming as a helpless baby, is a miracle of the utmost importance. Last week at work I had an epiphany. I work at a birthing center and so at times have the privilege of being close while the miracle of birth is happening. So one day last week a co-worker and I were standing in a dimly lit hallway outside the birthing rooms. And suddenly with a amazing clarity, it dawned on me what we were hearing. Echoing down the hallway from the built in speakers was the song “Ave Maria,” and from behind one of the doors came the painful sounds of a woman in travail. We stood there, just looking at each other, trying not to cry, and listened until we heard one loud, final, cry and then immediately the cry of a newborn baby. It was a miracle, just to be in that moment, on the outside, with a total different perspective then the woman in travail; I shall never forget it. I think its one of those moments that will give me goosebumps for the rest of my life. There were so many things racing through my mind. One of them was just an affirmation of my favorite part of Christmas, the Incarnation. We sing songs about angels singing, and blessed mothers, and a Savior coming to earth, and decking the halls, etc. And it is glorious and it is good, but the miracle is that glorious, celestial God, entered into our human experience, through blood and pain and travail, and walked with us. He didn’t come on a fancy chariot or in a stretch Hummer. He came in the most humble way possible, the way we all came to be here, as a helpless newborn baby. I could keep going and going; my mind has been filled with so many parallels after this experience. Thank you Jesus, for Christmas.
full of grace,
the Lord is with thee;
blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.