Summary: Answers the question "How far is it from Bethlehem to Calvary?" from several different view points
Well it’s almost here, and almost gone. Day after tomorrow it’ll be over, the presents will be opened, the turkey will have been eaten, the carols will have been sung and for all practical purposes Christmas 2000 will be but a fond memory.
And yet it is only 16 weeks until we celebrate Easter. Tomorrow we will celebrate the birth of Christ and in four months we will commemorate his death and his resurrection. 112 days, just a little under a third of the calendar year. And with that thought in mind we need to ask ourselves, “How far is it from Bethlehem to Calvary?” How far from the cradle to the cross?
Let’s ask a few people, “excuse me, how far is it from Bethlehem to Calvary?” We ask the tour guide. “Well” he responds, “Geographically, it’s closer than you might think” “If you were to walk down the road about a kilometre and a half, and then take a left it would only be eight kilometres to the city gates of Jerusalem.” Just a two-hour walk from the sleepy little town of Bethlehem where Christ was born, to the bustling streets of Jerusalem where Christ was crucified.
You know it’s not far at all and there’s a lot of history on this road. Why it was in Bethlehem that Rachel was buried, and it was to Bethlehem that Naomi and Ruth came, and where Ruth married Boaze. King David was born and raised in Bethlehem and the prophet Micah wrote in Micah 5:2 (quickview)  But you, O Bethlehem Ephrathah, are only a small village in Judah. Yet a ruler of Israel will come from you, one whose origins are from the distant past.
It was to this little town that the carpenter Joseph came from Nazareth with his young, pregnant wife to be counted in the census ordered by the Roman Emperor Caesar Augustus. No it’s not very far at all from Bethlehem to Calvary, geographically speaking.
“Well then, how far is it?” we ask the historian “How far is it from Bethlehem to Calvary?” “Historically” he responds, “it’s a lot closer than you might think.” Compared to the Millenniums that have come and gone since God spoke the world into being, thirty-three years is a relatively short period of time. It really isn’t that far from the starlit eastern sky of Bethlehem to the darkened midday sky of Jerusalem. There is only a short lifetime between singing angels and tears of joy, to cursing soldiers and tears of grief.
Just a few short years from swaddling clothes to a crown of thorns, from dimples and stubby fingers to blood stained cheeks and nail pierced hands. And yet as close as it might be, it is a sad fact of life that not many have made that thirty-three year journey from Bethlehem to Calvary.
It is much more comfortable to talk about a cooing baby than a bleeding corpse. The historical journey from Bethlehem to Calvary should be a short one but too many people prefer the cradle to the cross. It seems much less offensive to read to our children the words “I bring you good news of great joy for everyone! The Saviour—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born tonight in Bethlehem, the city of David!” Rather than to read