Some folks at this morning’s Christmas service requested a copy of my reading. Here it is and Merry Christmas!
IN THE BEGINNING… when God carefully sculpted the world; it was perfect. Absolutely perfect. No sickness, no sorrow, no pain, no tears. Pure and perfect. Faultless and mess-free.
Then, He risked the ultimate risk…He gave it…to us…and we wandered and created more messes than a busy unsupervised two-year-old. Wars, lies, finger-pointing and shame. We made an absolute mess of things in no time.
But God wasn’t surprised…he had a plan. True, it was an unlikely plan…one that would at first appear to be adding to the mess.
A young girl’s wedding plans would get messed up.
Her fiancé’s reputation would get a little messy as well.
The Pharisees would see the whole idea as too messy.
Herod would do his best to make a mess of it but to no avail…because no one absolutely no one can mess with God’s plans.
Especially this plan….because God so loved the mess makers that he sent his only begotten son into the mess.
We should have recognized it right away…because the Savior wasn’t born in a hospital, house, or hotel…but a barn??? A very messy barn.
How many of you have those manger scenes at home with the perfectly sculpted figures…absolutely clean of dirt, dung and dust. They look so beautiful and majestic….so pure and pristine.
THAT’S NOT where this King was born. He was born right in the mess…a barn. A dark, dingy, smelly, crowded messy barn.
But why??? Did God the Father mess up?
Did Joseph and Mary get lost in the mess?
Was the Inn Keeper trying to mess with them?
No…God is sending a clear, clean message.
You see the barn birth shouts to us— I AM NOT AFRAID OF MESSES!!!
I will come to your mess. I will sit with you in your mess. And ultimately, I will deliver you of your mess.
That deliverance will be considerably more messy than anyone would have guessed. There will be chaos, accusations, betrayal, beatings, and death…ONE DEATH. But it WILL END THE MESS. It is finished!
Never again are we hopelessly trapped by our mess. He who was born in the midst of it promises to save us from all our messes…we simply have to open the doors of our messed up hearts…and say, “come Lord Jesus into this mess once again”.
And the King, who fears no mess sets us free indeed. And that is the greatest of all gifts this Christmas.