Summary: Jesus, God who lived among us.
The Word Was Made Flesh
By Jesse Crooks
Well, it about over, the Christmas or, as the world calls in the Holiday Season with several days of celebration and feasting. There were all kinds of get-togethers and parties with all kinds of food. Look out size forty-four here I come. That’s o.k. After all this country has been through in the last year, we need some celebration. However, I hope you were careful this year not to forget, as most of world did, “The Reason for the Season- Jesus.”
Matthew in his gospel devotes two chapters to the birth of Jesus, Mark doesn’t say anything about His’ birth, Luke almost as much as Mathew, John doesn’t say a lot about the birth of Jesus. In fact, this one statement here in verse fourteen is John’s only direct reference to the birth of our Lord, but this one brief statement says volumes.
1. This statement put God in a different perspective.
After Michel Angelo had finished his famous painting on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, people began to come in to see his work, when they tried to look up to see the work of art, they would become dizzy and their necks and backs would hurt. Then someone came up with the ideal of putting a highly polish mirror under the painting. Then people could look in the mirror and admire the beauty of the painting.
All through the Old Testament men looked up and tried to understand what God was like. The scripture says, “God, who at sundry (different) times and in divers (various) manners spoke in time past unto the fathers by the prophets, hath in these last days spoken unto us by His Son.” (Hebrews 1:1-2) Jesus is not just a reflection of God He is God. “” If you had known Me, you have known the Father” Jesus told His disciples. (John 14:7) If you really want to know what God is like, just look at Jesus. In Jesus God is no longer someone way up there, He’s God down here.
A mother trying to help her young son learn to sleep in his room alone assured him that God was right there with him. Yes, mother I know, the child said, but I need a God I can touch. I think there are times when all of us need a God we can touch. When Jesus stooped to become man, He became a God we could touch. This same John in another one of his books says, about Jesus, “That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, of the Word of life.” (1John 1:1) Think about it.
Not only can we know God better, in Jesus, we have the assurance, that God understands us. The scripture says, “For we have not a high priest which cannot be touched (sympathize) with the feeling of our infirmities (weakness); but was in all points tempted like as (we are).” (Hebrews 4:15) For thirty-three years He lived among us. Most of those years He spent as a carpenter. He knows what it is like to be tired. He knows what it is like to be hungry and cold. I believe He knows what it is like to have someone cheat on a business deal. He knows what it is like to be misunderstood by His loved ones and friends. He is God that lived among us.
2. This statement puts life in a proper perspective.
Paul Harvey made famous the story about the agnostic who stayed home from the Christmas Eve service because he refused to believe in the incarnation of Jesus. It was a snowy night, so he built a fire, sat down in a comfortable chair, with a good book. No sooner than he sat down, he began to hear a thumping noise against his living room window. When he investigated, he found that a flock of birds had become lost in the storm and were trying to fly through the glass into the warmth of his living room. He quickly put on his coat and boots and went and turned on the lights and opened his barn door, hoping the birds would fly into the warmth and safety of the barn. However, they just kept flying against the window and injuring themselves. He tried getting behind them and shooing them into the barn, but to no avail. He tried baiting them with bread, again to no avail. The birds were frightened of him. Then he thought if somehow, I could become one of them, then, I could lead them into the safety of the barn. That moment the agnostic fell to his knees and became a believer. The Man and the Birds by Paul Harvey (paraphrased and shortened)