The King of kings lay in a manger, because there was no room in the inns, surrounded by shepherds, wise men, and barn animals. A baby, with gifts of frankincense, myrrh, and gold. The one who called himself ‘the life’ victim of an attempted murder. The Prince of Peace, being greeted with immediate persecution and fear. Oh, and a virgin mother.
This baby grew up to say,
‘and whoever of you may will to become first, he shall be servant of all’
‘If any doth will to be first, he shall be last of all, and minister of all.’
‘but I—I say to you, Love your enemies’
‘whoever shall exalt himself shall be humbled, and whoever shall humble himself shall be exalted.’
‘If any one doth come unto me, and doth not hate his own father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brothers, and sisters, and yet even his own life, he is not able to be my disciple’
‘Ye may not suppose that I came to put peace on the earth; I did not come to put peace, but a sword’
‘He who found his life shall lose it, and he who lost his life for my sake shall find it.’
And he went on to die, so that we may have life, and rose again, as the firstfruit of the dead. He was righteous, and died for sinners.
God’s a poet, and all creation is His poem.
God bless you.