Another year has passed. The holiday season is upon us, and if your life is anything like mine that means busyness is also upon us. On top of ordinary life come Christmas parties, vacations to see family, gift shopping, decorating – not to mention consuming the requisite quantities of eggnog and Santa-shaped sugar cookies. For the most part these once-a-year festivities are joyous…but they’re chaotic, too.
But let’s pause for a moment to cut through the chaos. Another year has passed. Once again we proclaim that Christ has come. Once, many years ago, in the fullness of time, the Son of God took on human flesh. Infinity joined with finitude. Omnipotence joined with weakness. Years would pass. In the weakness of that human flesh, Jesus would grow from infant to adult. And yet, in the weakness of that human flesh, and for the first and only time in human history, Jesus would offer perfect obedience. The second Adam would succeed where the first had failed.
Then, when the years of his life were complete, in a moment foreknown before the foundation of the world, the Son became the sacrifice. On Golgotha, God provided the lamb. Jesus died for our sins. And God accepted the sacrifice.
Three days would pass. Then, for the first but not the last time in human history, resurrection conquered death. The Lamb who was slain was raised as the Lion of Judah. Sin lost its dominion and the grave lost its sting. The new age has dawned. Redemption accomplished.
Years would pass, decades into centuries into millennia. Until one day, in the power of the Spirit, from the lips of ordinary humans, the message of this redemption came home to me. With saving power I heard that the Son of God loved me and gave himself for me – and for you too, if you receive him by faith.
More years will pass. An unknown number of Christmases will come and go. Until one day, in power and glory, before the watching eyes of the cosmos, this same Jesus will return to judge the living and the dead – and me, and you. We will stand before him. And one plea will be sufficient: Jesus died for me.
The holidays are busy, even chaotic. So is life in a fallen world. But underneath it’s very simple. Christ came. Christ died. Christ rose. Christ is coming. Until then, him we proclaim.
Come Lord Jesus!
Photo by Tim Green aka atoach