Christmas is a children's story because Christmas is the story of the most special child ever. When God decided to come to live with us, He could have come as a grown man. He decided to walk through the same door, the door of childhood, that all of us do. And so He grew up just like all little boys and girls grow up. He played and He learned to obey parents. He experienced the love of a Mom and Dad who were dedicated to raising Him. No doubt He experienced some cuts and bruises, and probably enjoyed friendships (and perhaps dealt with some social rejections). Just like us, Jesus gradually grew by stages into maturity. But I think the most profound truth is that we remain children even as adults. We may have acquired a measure of wisdom to help us navigate life's trials and to manage relationships and to meet life's responsibilities....but in the larger, eternal sense we will forever be children...children of the Lord. It's kind of interesting that the most mature attitude we find in this life leads to the ultimate child experience.
1 John 3:1 Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God! Therefore the world does not know us, because it did not know Him. 2 Beloved, now we are children of God; and it has not yet been revealed what we shall be, but we know that when He is revealed, we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him as He is. 3 And everyone who has this hope in Him purifies himself, just as He is pure.
Christmas blessings,
Rob Smith
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