The humility of Advent

Almost everything about the first Christmas carries with in large doses of humility. Joseph humbling himself to continue with his young bride knowing her first child is not his. Mary accepting a very uncomfortable and tough journey by donkey in the last days of her pregnancy. Both first time parents needing to be content that the place of birth for their baby was a the shelter for animals. Christ, the King of glory, coming in the form of a vulnerable babe, and having as a cradle a feed trough. And, the many who missed all the signs, angelic decrees, heralds such as wisemen or shepherds, and completely ignored the arrival of Almighty God on earth…only to discover later their blindness.

So to do many of us today continue to be ignorant of God amongst us, Immanuel! And yet, with humility our eyes can be opened, our ears unblocked, and our heart understand. I guess the wise men knew what it took to see the Saviour King, ‘And when they had come into the house, they saw the young Child with Mary His mother, and fell down and worshiped Him. And when they had opened their treasures, they presented gifts to Him: gold, frankincense, and myrrh.’

Luke 2:1-7

And it came to pass in those days that a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. This census first took place while Quirinius was governing Syria. So all went to be registered, everyone to his own city. Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, to be registered with Mary, his betrothed wife, who was with child. So it was, that while they were there, the days were completed for her to be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.


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