Wondering about that first Noel night.
What a great and beautiful gift was given that night...given to all the world. This gift really is the greatest gift ever. Jesus, and to think that the greatest gift ever wasn't something wrapped in adorable paper or placed so neatly under a tree, but was wrapped in swaddling clothes and found lying in a manger. I stand in awe. The long awaited Messiah, the King of Kings, and Lord of Lords could have chosen to come into the world in any other way, shape or form. He could of made this huge grand entrance, had the royal carpet rolled out, and could of came bursting through the heavens in all His glory and might, but instead He humbled himself. God became a baby.
I wonder about that.
How beautiful it is and how unfathomable at the same time. Truly what a gift Mary held in her hands that night. Emmanuel...God was literately with her...in her arms. Breathing, moving, and in the flesh. A baby. I wonder what she thought as she held the greatest gift ever...wrapped in swaddling clothes. I wonder if she wondered, like any mother, who He would grow to look like, and what He would become. I wondered if she just knew He would one day die for her...for the world.
Oh, I wonder.
I wonder what heaven looked like and sounded like the moment Mary birthed my precious Savior into this world. I wonder what the angels were doing. I envision them singing, dancing and sounding trumpets off like never before. I know all of heaven probably just went crazy with rejoicing, and I can bet the spirit of God was like a
I'd give anything to have been a fly on a wall that Bethlehem night. To see the greatest gift ever be given to this world. To see what heaven looked like. To see the faces of Mary and Joseph and sweet baby Jesus. To see God in the flesh...as a baby.
What a gift God gave to the world.
I'm done wondering. Now, I give thanks.