I can work with Happy Holidays; HOLIDAY is a shortened version of HOLY DAY; a day that is holy, set aside by God for God. Of course that would be every day, right?
The greeting that escapes me is, “Seasons Greetings” … ?? … The salt says “Hello” ?? Winter says “Whassup!!” … I dunno.
Merry Christmas …
It’s late, the sun long down Joseph is busy, just as he some many times on this trip to the town of his birth, he is setting up camp, only this time there are three.
Mary sits, holding her newborn Son. Immanuel, God With us. Cradling him in one hand the other against His back, fingers supporting his Head, she presses His forehead to her lips; breathing in His aroma she sings His first lullaby in the flesh.
It is said the less than half of mothers can recognize their two day old infants by sight, but nearly 90% can pick out their clothes by smell.
In fields nearby, shepherds are watching their flocks. These are hard men; days on end are spent in the elements keeping watch on these animals, protecting them from the hazards of the elements, the terrain, and wild beasts. While watching sheep as a boy, David had killed lion and bear, with nothing more than a sling and desire. The result of this lifestyle is a lower social status than others. Rugged, little more than barbarians they are unwelcome in more pleasant circles of Hebrew society. And yet it is to these, not the high priests, not the sons of Aaron, but to these the news of perfect birth is first delivered. An angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them
… the glory of the Lord …
The shepherds were terrified at what must have been a terrific sight, the glory of the Lord shone around them. But the angel said,
“Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.”
Born to you … a Savior.
… a Savior??
Some thirty odd years later his cousin, The Baptist, John would point Him out on the streets of Bethany and proclaim,
“Behold! The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!”
Wait a minute, I know this lamb of God, it is the sacrificial lamb, the one without blemish that we slaughter for our sin, whose blood is spilled on the altar to atone for our transgressions, but here you point to a man … ???
You see we rejoice at the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and laid in a manger because of the Man hanging naked on the cross …
born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world
… a Savior!!
Knowing that I could never on my own attain the necessary attributes for entry into His perfect heaven, He provided a way, the way, the Savior; One Who paid the debt for my sin, the whole debt for the whole sin, One Who calls me out of my darkness to follow Him into His glorious light, One Whose perfectly glorious worthiness is extended to me …
… as a gift.