In the early 19th century, a war-weary world was anxiously watching the march of Napoleon. But during that time, obscure, seemingly insignificant events were occurring that would help to shape the future.
In 1809, between the battles of Trafalgar and Waterloo, William E. Gladstone was born in Liverpool; Alfred, Lord Tennyson in Summersby, England; Oliver Wendell Homes in Boston; Felix Mendelssohn in Hamburg, Germany; and Abraham Lincoln in Hodgenville, Kentucky. Now, 181 years later, is there the slightest doubt about the greater contribution to history – those battles or those babies?
So it was with the birth of Jesus. The Bethlehem crowd was all concerned about a census and the power of Rome. They had no inkling that the infinite infant Son of God was asleep in their little town. Only a few shepherds hurried to see Him who was born in a stable. And as they left, they glorified God.
We can get so caught up in the commercial busyness of this season that we overlook how great a gift this little Babe really was. Only when we remember that His sacrificial death for our sins and His resurrection from the grave were His destiny do we recognize His value to the human race. Then we can exclaim, “Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift!” – Dennis J. De Haan
He did not use a silvery box
Or paper green and red;
God laid His Christmas gift to me
Within a manger bed. – Prentice
God’s gift to a dying world is the life-giving Savior.
- December 23, 1990, Our Daily Bread