By Sarah Bloom
“And it came to pass in those days that a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. This census first took place while Quirinius was governing Syria. So all went to be registered, everyone to his own city.
Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, to be registered with Mary, his betrothed wife, who was with child. So it was, that while they were there, the days were completed to her to be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
Now there were in the same country shepherds living out in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid. Then the angel said to them, “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. And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.”
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying: “Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!” Luke 2:1-14
As I pondered what I was going to write my column about this week the Lord pressed upon my heart that I should just let Him tell the story. Nothing I could write would ever compare to the powerful recollection of the most important gift ever given to man.
At a family Christmas gathering over the weekend instead of just the traditional game of “Dirty Santa” and eating until our waistlines bulged, my Aunt wanted to include the true story of Christmas. Everyone, including the children, sat quietly as my dad read from the Bible. It was humbling and beautiful to hear these old words read aloud and refreshing to watch as the children listened intently.
I am so thankful for that first Christmas gift so freely given to us those many years ago and pray that each family takes time from their busy schedules to read together this heartwarming truth. Merry Christmas everyone and may God be with you and your families as we celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior.