At the heart of Christmas is a birth. “Really Bob? Didn’t know that.
“Hold on. Stay with me.” Sometimes in the grasp of the obvious, we fail to see the magnitude of the import. Think about this: If Jesus had been born in the 16th century, then Martin Luther, in informing the religious community, may have nailed this birth announcement to the church door at Wittenberg U.: “The Long-anticipated Messiah was born 6 weeks ago in Bethlehem, Israel, to Joseph & Mary Davidson.”
If Jesus had been born in the 19th century, Samuel Morse, in communicating to the rationalist community, may have telegraphed this birth announcement: “The Davidson’s of Bethlehem, Israel, announce the birth of their firstborn, a son, under very suspicious circumstances. Stop.”
If Jesus had been born today, Twitter, in its real-time news-feed to our politically-correct communities around the globe would’ve tweeted, “Israel poured more fuel onto its longtime conflagration with its Arab neighbors when the Knesset announced the birth of a purported Messiah late last night in one of Jerusalem’s more obscure bedroom communities, the little village of Bethlehem. Some of the more-fringe Israelis further agitated even their fellow Jews, and most other people groups too, by insisting that this newborn is not merely its long-awaited king, but He is the King of all kings.”
Now given this improbable array of varying scenarios, I’m wondering if this may just provide the credible reason why God chose the 1st century for Jesus’ birth; and why He employed the services of His elite PR team, His angels, to announce the Good News to that motley crew of shunned shepherds.
What I can say with conviction is that God doesn’t make mistakes. So, the Deity-Persons of the Father and the Spirit birthed the Deity-Person of the Son at the exact right time. Why not come this Christmas Eve Sunday morning to learn more about that “One Extraordinary Announcement?”