Now we know that no knows the mind of God, but sometimes I wonder how the first conversation about Christmas went. We have no record of this conversation, but I wonder if it went something like this….
God the Father said to the Spirit and the Son, “I have looked out across Our creation and My heart is broken, for Our greatest creation, who We made to be in relationship with Us…”
The Father paused a moment, then continued, “You both remember Adam’s disobedience?”
Again, the Father paused as The Son and the Spirit both remembered for a moment the pain of that day in the garden, when man’s disobedience tore a great divide between the Creator and His precious creation.
“Well, since that time, they have been against Us. I love them so much, and I so desire to walk in relationship with them,” tears filled The Father’s eyes, as He whispered, “but they are against Me.”
The Son stood still, quietly nodding in agreement, holding tears back for His heart was broken too. And the Spirit desired to move and intercede but He also was still as He knew His time to move had not yet come.
“So what shall we do,” the Father continued, “Who shall go for Us?”
The Son quietly said, “Father, I will go.”
“My Son, do You know what is required? Do You understand what this will mean for You? You are King here. My entire kingdom is Yours. But there….there You will be lowly and humble. If you go, You must go to them as a human child. I have selected a virgin, and she will give birth to You. She is poor, and the man she will marry is a carpenter. They will soon travel to Bethlehem, but there will be no room for them, there will be no room for You, and You will be born in a stable and Your first bed will be a bed of hay, for You will be laid in a manger. Your life there will be a simple life, and then You will spend a few short years teaching those that have ears to hear about Our kingdom. When You teach them, many will reject You. Then You must pay the price, their price, for their sin against us. Your blood will be shed, You will be nailed to a cross…”
The Father paused, as He took His only Son in His arms. With tears in His eyes, He whispered in the Son’s ear, “and You will die. This is the wage of their sin, and You will pay it.”
“I know. I understand. I will go.” Came the response from the Son. “I will gladly pay their price, so that I can erase the divide of sin, defeat death, and provide them a way back into relationship with Us. There is no other way. This must be done. I will go.”
The Spirit nodded in approval as the Father looked at His Son as only a Father who is pleased does, and He said to Him, “My Son, You are the way, You are the Truth, and You are the Life. No one will come to Me unless they come through You.”
Suddenly, He looked away, and He called, “Gabriel, Gabriel, I have a job for you!”
Immediately Gabriel was in His presence.
“Gabriel, I want you to go to a city in the region of Galilee called Nazareth. There is a young woman there, a virgin, and her name is Mary. Say this to her, ‘Do not be afraid, Mary; for you have found favor with God. And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall name Him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High; and the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David; and He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and His kingdom will have no end.'”
Now when Mary had been given this message, she said to the angel, “How can this be, since I am a virgin?”
The angel answered and said to her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; and for that reason the holy Child shall be called the Son of God. For nothing will be impossible with God.”
Now the conversations about that first Christmas don’t stop there. There were conversations among shepherds on hill sides, and choirs of angels, and wise men traveling far. And for thousands of years since that first Christmas, conversations about Christmas have continued, conversations about this Jesus, Who left His kingdom to come to this world as a baby.
There have also been conversations about Santa Claus, and presents, and the Grinch. There are conversations of red nosed reindeer, and miracles on 34th street, and wonderful lives. And who doesn’t love a white Christmas?
Whatever your conversations about Christmas might be, I trust and pray that your conversations this Christmas are full of joy and peace. And may Jesus, the One who we celebrate at Christmas time, be at the center of them all.
Many blessings and Merry Christmas!