At the Moment When the Miracle Occured

Christmas is here.... and whether its been the culmination of a long period of waiting and reflection, or a manic dash of shopping, cooking, cleaning and preparing, today is the day everything has been leading up to... the day of the birth of the Saviour - a day of celebration!

But what was the real miracle of Christmas? The choirs of angels? The new star? The visitation from the outcast, vagabond shepherds, or the (sometime later) visit of the wise men?

But for me these are peripheral - at most signs of the true miracle of Christmas, which is summed up in the name Emmanuel - God With Us. Because what Christmas actually represents is God, in all his divinity, all his majesty, all his power, chosing to put that aside and come to be with us, here in the messiness of our humanity, in the nitty-gritty down and dirty real world that we inhabit. God, the creator of the entire universe coming to live in his creation. 

Interestingly, there has been some recent debate about the traditional nativity story, and whether Jesus was actually born in a stable (a word not used anywhere in the New Testament accounts) - in fact the suggestion is that the birth would have taken place in the midst of Joseph's family in the family living space (a space which would have been shared with the animals, hence the presence of the manger). 

As I'm not a scholar of New Testament greek, or an expert on 1st Century Palestinian living I'm not going to debate the right or wrong of this "new" interpretation (see http://www.psephizo.com/biblical-studies/jesus-really-wasnt-born-in-a-stable/ if you want to find out more), but as I read this I was struck by the reality of "God With Us" that this presents - an ordinary birth, in an ordinary family home, but of an extraordinary child.

Because true miracle of Christmas Day was just the start, although for us this is often seen as the culmination. For in the birth God began the process of ending the separation between Himself and us. The process ends with a new heaven and a new earth, and goes via a wooden cross and an empty tomb, but its a journey that starts in a manger in Bethlehem, with Emmanuel. 

It was You on a wooden cross

When it seemed everything was lost

What they didn't know is death was beaten

It was You standing at the grave

Son of God, rising up again

For all the world to know that God is with us

Emmanuel by Martin Smith, (C) 2013