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A Different Kind of Christmas Story

1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was with God in the beginning. 3 Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. 4 In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. 5 The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
I want to share with you The Christmas Story.
But I’m going to present it from a slightly different perspective.
Based on John 1, before there was time, or matter, or substance, there was God. And with Him was His son. He was with God in the beginning.
As God The Father sat on His throne, beside Him, on His own throne of majesty and authority, sat His son, Jesus. Clothed in power, robed in splendor, a crown on His head, a septer in His hand.
There came a time when God desired to create a world. So They did. With a thought, God created the heavens and the earth.
1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.
3 And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light.
14 And God said, “Let there be lights in the vault of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark sacred times, and days and years, 15 and let them be lights in the vault of the sky to give light on the earth.” And it was so. 16 God made two great lights—the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars.
I love the way the last part of that verse is written, “He also made the stars.”
He made the sun and the moon and hung them in the vast vault of the sky on….nothing. He decided where they would go, and put them there. Then, here’s the neat part, “He also made the stars.” Like an afterthought, “Oh yeah, He made the stars, too.”
7 Then the LORD God formed a man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.’
Here’s the scene in the throne room of Heaven; The Father and the Son have created the heavens and the earth, the sun, moon and stars, plants and animals and as they gaze down upon creation, they see that it is good. And yet, it is not VERY GOOD.
The Son looks to His Father and says, “Let us make man in our own image.”
So they reach down and scoop up some dust and form a man.
The Father looks at the Son and says, “You know that if I breathe life into the man, one day he will rebel against us.”
The Son says, “Yes.”
The Father says, “You know that if I breathe life into the man, one day he will forsake us and pursue sin and become unclean and will no longer be able to come to me.”
The Son says, “Yes, I know.”
The Father says, “You know, that if I breathe life into the man, one day you will have to die for him.”
The Son looks down at the newly created form lying in the dust, then looks up to His Father and smiles, “Yes, I know, but I love him already, and I want him to know my love.”
So God leans down and breathes life into the man and man becomes a living creature, made in their likeness, and they saw that he was VERY GOOD.
In love, they did not want the man to live solitary, so they made woman from the man and gave her to him as a help mate and commanded them to care for the Garden and everything in it and to be fruitful and subdue it.
In Matthew 24:36, when questioned about when He would return, Jesus answered , “But about that day or hour no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father.”
I believe the same was true for His first coming as well.
So, imagine with me The Father and The Son watching their children as they spread across the land, growing more arrogant and prideful as they forgot their Creator and Father who had given them this world to live in and who had commanded them to subdue and care for it.
And one day in their pride they said to one another, “Come, let us build ourselves a city, with a tower that reaches to the heavens, so that we may make a name for ourselves.”
The Son looked at His Father and said, “Lucifer has infected them with his own sin. Their pride overwhelms them. Is it Time?”
And The Father shakes His head, “No. I will go down and confuse their language and deflate their overgrown egos. It is not time yet.”
So time passes as mankind again spreads across the earth, growing ever more wicked, every inclination of their hearts was perverse and evil and God even reached the point of being sorry He made Man. And The Son asked, “Father, every thought of our children is wicked, is it Time?”
But Noah found Grace in the eyes of The Lord.
“No”, says The Father, “I will wipe away all but my servant Noah and his family and those creatures that I instruct him and I will let mankind begin again. It is not Time.”
So, once more, the years pass and God chooses from among the peoples of the earth a people that will be His Chosen. He makes a Covenant with them that all the earth will be blessed in them and gives them His Law and instructs them in the Way of Righteousness.
Once again, time passes and once again the people of God rebel and turn away from Him. Once more, they choose to give themselves to other gods. They choose to look to themselves for their God. They give themselves over to what seems right to a man, but leads to destruction. They turn to Rules and Works for deliverance even while their hearts are continually wicked.
And The Son turns to The Father and asks, “Is it Time?”
And The Father turns to His Son and looks upon Him with the infinite Love of the eternal Father and says, “It is Time.”
As His Son rises from His throne, The Father says, “You don’t have to choose this. We can wipe them out and start over.”
The Son doesn’t even consider, “I know, but I love them. I must go for them.” And He takes off His Crown of Majesty and places it on the throne.
“You know”, says His Father, “If you go, you will have to grow up fully human, subject to the same fears, pains, trials and frailty of humanity, but you must not allow yourself to fail, for this will cancel the perfection of the sacrifice.”
The Son does not pause, “I know, but I love them. I must go for them.” And He takes off His robe of the Shekhinah Glory of God, folds it up and places it next to His crown on the throne.
“You know,” says His Father, “If you go, you will be ridiculed, you will be betrayed, you will be beaten until not one inch of your flesh is whole, you will be crucified, nailed to a cross with iron spikes driven through your hands and feet, naked before all of mankind and you will experience all of this in the full pain and anguish of humanity.”
The Son nods and steps down from the dias, “I know, but I love them. I must go for them.” He turns and begins to walk toward the doorway of the throne room, prepared to go.
“Wait,” His Father stretches out His hand, “You know that when you die, every Sin of all time will be poured out on you. You know that I cannot look upon Sin. You know that, if you go, I MUST forsake you, turn my face from you and condemn you to receive the punishment for ALL Sin.”
The Son stops, still facing the doorway. I can imagine as He hears these words, understanding the Truth as only He can, of what torment He will face at the moment of that separation from His Father, His God, Himself. And I can imagine His shoulders come up in a flinch as He accepts and faces this final declaration of The Sacrifice.
He turns and looks upon His Father’s face, “I know, that I must endure the pains and trials and temptations of humanity and must remain pure and unstained by the world, I know I must be betrayed and denied by the very ones I give my life to, I know I must be beaten unmercifully and be nailed to a cross to hang before my family, friends and enemies and that Lucifer himself will be in attendance and will accuse me and rejoice in my death. And, yes, I know that when the Sin of all the world is poured over me, you MUST abandon me. And I will know the very deepest depths of Hell in that moment.”
Then He smiles at His Father, “But I must go. They cannot come to you unless I empty myself of all that I am and take on all that they are, giving them all my righteousness for all their wickedness. I love them. This is not my Sacrifice. This is my Gift.”
Then He turns and walks through that doorway and into the womb of a young Jewish girl to be born to die so we can live.
You see, the Christmas Story is not a babe in a manger, surrounded by farm animals and shepherds. The real Christmas Story is the Sovereign Lord of Glory loving us all so much that He made the decision to give us His Righteousness for our wickedness in full foreknowledge before He ever formed the dust of the earth into a man shaped pile way back at the beginning of Time. That is what we celebrate when we celebrate Christmas.
The Gift of The Christ, The Messiah, come to bring His life to us.
No matter what the world or even some misguided Christians want to say about celebrating Christmas, there is no other reason to decorate your home in whatever way you wish, and give gifts to one another on this day than in commemoration of the greatest sacrificial Gift in all of Time.