Christmas, what a lovely time. Even with all the hustle and bustle it is always a time of reflection, a time of silence, a peaceful time. Also a time of waiting. And that in a double sense. We wait for Christmas Eve and of course for the presents. More than 2000 years ago, God’s people waited longingly. For the Saviour, for salvation. What a gift that we no longer have to wait for it. God has sent the Saviour. Jesus became man as a child, came to earth, became small and lived among us.
Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness.
Philippians 2,6-7 (NIV)
When you have a little child of your own, it gets a whole new meaning. This is at least how we feel when we see our daughter before us, small and helpless, in need of protection and completely dependent on us. Then we can only be amazed and thank God for what he has done. For the fact that Jesus came into the world as a baby. Small and helpless, like our daughter. God gave us His Son. He came to die for us, to be close to us, so that we could be close to him. What a gift, what a blessing. We have such a great, gracious God who has given us infinitely rich gifts. Let us not forget this in all the Christmas hustle and bustle and praise God for His Son and His reconciliation with us. For Christmas.
