A Christ child, born to a prophetic virgin, Holy Spirit conceived, who would come in human form but with powers reserved for deity. Not accompanied by mythological proportions of grandeur for the comic imaginations of conning childhood wonder or adult musings.
A birth not celebrated by the sacred union of instituted marriage. For no pleasure of man or woman would be gratified by this conception. The Anointed would be birthed from the Trinity’s desire to redeem what rebellious desires (Genesis 3:7) had required in the divorcing of God from humanity (Genesis 3:20-22).
Here at the birth of the Christ child, a holy conception, would not be contaminated by fleshly desires of human origin. Rather, the stable, the animals, the hay strew floor, the feeding trough, the swaddling clothes, amidst political turmoil, overcrowded streets, weariness of common expectations shattered (Luke 2:7) would bind our Lord to the customs of the day. The mundane would not escape His welcome to our earthly dwelling. No doubt every birth is a miracle of God’s handiwork (Psalm 139:13-16), but this birth, fashioned flesh mingled with the Trinitarian Holiness, an infinite incarnate holiness of the Great I AM. Christ became the tangible, vulnerable, embodiment of what it means to live fully in the pleasure and presence of the Godhead, undivorced from the Godhead glory, yet sunk into the muck of a cursed world. Unblemished, yet…
“no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him. He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; and as one from whom men hide their faces. He was despised, and we esteemed him not.” (Isaiah 53:2-3)
Yet, the angelic host sang:
- a hallelujah our feebleness could never understand,
- a ‘glory to God‘ we could never hark with the reverberation of our voice,
- a ‘great joy‘ we, in our selfishness, would never bestow to all peoples,
- a ‘peace‘ we could never restore with our brokenness.
So I join, as the shepherds could only reply,
“Let us go over to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has made known to us.”
written by Michelle Kelso Kafer