I have been present at the birth of each of my five children. They all arrived early. The first two were born at Hereford County Hospital, while the other three were born at home. The change to home deliveries was prompted by a mad dash to the hospital with our second son, who was born thirteen minutes after we arrived.
I recall how we looked forward to each new arrival. How we prepared for their coming. How we welcomed them when they were born. We love and cherish each of our children. This Christmas we will celebrate with our first grandchild as well as our children and the wives of the two who are married.
It must have been very different for God that first Christmas. Yes a baby was born, but in that moment God did not welcome His Son as we welcomed each of our children. Instead He released Him as a gift to humanity. A gift so often rejected. What about Jesus? How did He feel about being confined to a human body for thirty-three years? I cannot imagine what it was like for God the Father, or for Jesus His Son. And I cannot understand how society can continue to ignore the indescribable cost of that act of unimaginable sacrifice.
May God bless you this Christmas with a new hunger in your heart for Him.