While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son she wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
One of my favorite Christmas songs is “Mary, Did You Know?” A song about Jesus’s mother and whether she could tell that her sleeping baby boy was God. I think I love this song so much because I can put myself in Mary’s shoes, imagining the mysterious plan God might have for my baby.
I always want to know God’s plan for the future, especially when it comes to my kids.
I’m sure Mary knew God had a special plan for Jesus. And I’m just hazarding a guess here, but God probably didn’t let her in on the ending because Mary wouldn’t have approved. It would have been too much.
Some people feel the same way about Jesus’s life and death. It is too much.
Too many rules. Too much faith required. Too many miracles to believe.
Like spiritual ostriches, they bury their heads in the sand.
But we all believe in some ‘ordinary’ miracles. A living, breathing, complex human being, composed of cells, and chemical reactions, and electricity is a true miracle. And yet, here we stand.
Jesus is all about the miraculous. And He is all about us.
On the other side of history, we don’t have to guess, as Mary did, what God’s plans were for Jesus. His miracles, His life, and His death are recorded in the Bible to give us examples, to teach us how to live, and to remind us that God is into the miraculous.
Jesus isn’t too much—He is everything!
Dear Lord, when I’m convinced it’s all too much to believe, give me a glimpse of You. Remind me that my existence is a miracle, as well as the everlasting life You promise. In Jesus’s name, amen.
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