12Then I turned to see [whose was] the voice that was speaking to me, and on turning I saw seven golden lampstands,
13And in the midst of the lampstands [One] like a Son of Man, clothed with a robe which reached to His feet and with a girdle of gold about His breast.
14His head and His hair were white like white wool, [as white] as snow, and His eyes [flashed] like a flame of fire.
15His feet glowed like burnished (bright) bronze as it is refined in a furnace, and His voice was like the sound of many waters.
16In His right hand He held seven stars, and from His mouth there came forth a sharp two-edged sword, and His face was like the sun shining in full power at midday.
17When I saw Him, I fell at His feet as if dead. But He laid His right hand on me and said, Do not be afraid! I am the First and the Last,
18And the Ever-living One [I am living in the eternity of the eternities]. I died, but see, I am alive forevermore; and I possess the keys of death and Hades (the realm of the dead).
Revelation 1 12-18
The thing that always blows me away about Christmas is that it is this Jesus, this resplendent, glorious, powerful, mighty awesome Messiah, who decided to become an embryo in the womb of a teenage girl in the middle of nowhere two thousand years ago. I dont think we have any idea of just how much He chose to limit Himself in order to rescue us. What He left behind in order to spend thirty three years walking in our footsteps. It amazes me that he would take the risk of becoming just a few cells and trusting Himself totally into the hands of a couple of ordinary people in that society at that time. As King of the Universe, with all divine power at His disposal you would have thought He could have found another way of dealing with the mess the world had got itself into.
But He chose to come to us as a baby because He wanted us to know that He loves us. He identifies with all of human experience. He knows what it is like to be unborn, to be born, to be an infant, child, adolescent, man. To love and suffer and think and feel as we do.
When you love someone you would do anything to take their pain from them. Jesus left His throne above, His power and His glory and the worship of angels, the fellowship of heaven to take our pain from us. The pain of being far from God.
Lord, one day I shall stand before you, seeing You in all your glory. Maybe only then will I truly understand the price you paid for me. Thank you for setting aside your majesty and glory to come to earth to die for me. As I worship You this Christmas I would love to see not only a baby in a manger, but also a resplendent, risen and conquering King. Show me glimpses of glory Lord.





