“Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners…” (1Tim. 1:15) I love this time of year when the community begins to hang decorations and lights with the anticipation of gathering with families and friends. Thank God we live in a nation that actually recognizes the celebration of the birth of Christ.
Young children and babies make the Christmas season extra bright. However, none make it as bright as the child on that first Christmas. We’ve all heard the story of “no room at the inn” or “away in a manger.” Young children, new mothers, and this time of year go hand in hand. It is a joyous time.
However, on that first Noel, a different child was born. He did not come to seek toys or to be given a life filled with years of success and live to a ripe old age. Instead, He was born crucified. His destiny was set. The goal of His life was not about Himself. It was about you and me.
I remember a scene from the comedy “Talladega Nights.” The main character, Ricky Bobby (played by the hilarious Will Ferrel), was blessing a family meal and focused on the baby Jesus in his prayer. When questioned about it by others at the table, he said he liked the little baby Jesus better than the grown-up Jesus. Unfortunately, this seems true for many in America.
We project our sweet and fuzzy feelings about children onto the perception of Jesus when we keep Him a child. However, the grown-up Jesus challenges us with truth, righteousness, and holiness. The baby Jesus lies in a manger, cooing and flailing his arms and legs in innocence. The grown-up Jesus calls us to repentance.
We must not forget that this young, innocent child was destined for a cruel death on a Roman cross to pay the penalty for our sins. He bore our shame, took our place, and endured the mockery of a trial and the scourging of professional assassins. Jesus' life was a straight line from the manger to Calvary's cross. He did not die for ribbons, lights, or festivals. He did not die for pageants, plays, or musicals. He died for our soul. He was destined for crucifixion.
Let us celebrate the beauty of His birth. Let us sing our carols and enjoy this season of thankfulness and gift-giving. Let us cherish time with family and smile at the joy of children as they open their gifts with bright eyes and broad smiles. However, underneath our cultural celebrations and reindeer imaginations, let us remind ourselves and others about the real meaning of Christmas.
On that Christmas night many years ago, God came down and took on human flesh, walked a sinless life, performed miracles, and stood firm in the midst of cruelty and death. He gave His life so you and I could have eternal life. Yes, he was born a child, but He was born for a purpose… He was born crucified.
