I praise you, Lord Jesus, for surrendering all the glorious perfections of heaven, to live among us with all our un-glorious imperfections [1].
Also astounding is your arrival as an infant, born to peasants, in a stable-cave. How ignoble for the King of kings, the Alpha and Omega who always was and always will be.
As Mary and Joseph tried to rest on scratchy straw, did they wonder, “How could this be part of your plan, Lord Jehovah? How could the Messiah fulfill his grand destiny from such lowly beginnings?”
Little did the couple know:
- their helpless baby who could not stand “would one day walk on water” [2]
- his little hands that could not grasp would one day break five rolls and two fish into pieces and feed five thousand people
- their Child who could not speak would one day make the hearts of men burn within them as he spoke words of supernatural wisdom and insight
- his flailing arms would one day spread wide on a cross, to save his people from their sins [3]
The depth of your humility and the magnitude of your sacrifice, Lord Jesus, overwhelm me.
I praise you for all the ways you demonstrated God’s character to us during your earthly ministry—his love, compassion, goodness, and more.
I praise you, Lord Jesus, for your power on display in the miracles you performed and those you continue to perform to this day, confirming who you are—not just a wise teacher or mystic but the Son of God.
I praise you for the glimpses of heaven we experience from time to time of what it will be like when all creation is “brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God,”–because of what you accomplished [4].
Such glimpses include:
- The exquisite beauty of nature, causing us to gasp in wonder
- The profound heart-to-heart connections we experience with other believers
- The songs that move our spirits and cause tears of blissful joy
- The sense of your presence—your encompassing and perfect shalom [5]
All the things that have ever deeply possessed your soul
have been but hints of [heaven]—
tantalizing glimpses, promises never quite fulfilled,
echoes that died away just as they caught your ear. . . .
–C. S. Lewis (The Problem of Pain, 150-151)
I praise you, Lord God, that before time began, you’d already established the plan for your Son’s birth, ministry, death, and resurrection [6].
I praise you, Lord Jesus, for withstanding horrific suffering in our place, paying the penalty for our sins [7].
I praise you Heavenly Father, for your power over death, proven by the resurrection of your Son. He received a grand welcome back to heaven and now sits on his throne, receiving the honor, glory, and power he deserves [8].
I praise you for the promise—repeated many times through scripture—that upon our physical deaths, those of us who believe in Christ will live forever with you, surrounded by the wonders of heaven [9].
I praise you, Lord Jesus, we’ll even sit with you on your throne [10]!
Such an honor seems downright absurd, and yet there it is—promised and guaranteed in your infallible Word—promises we can trust, a guarantee we can believe in.
I pray that many will see:
And may many embrace you, O Christ, as their Prince of Peace and King of kings, to experience your shalom and joy. May they accept your gift of gifts: eternal life!
[1] Philippians 2:5-7
[2] From Mark Lowry’s carol, “Mary Did You Know”; see also Matthew 14:22-33 for one example
[3] Matthew 14:13-33; Luke 24:13-24; Luke 23:33; Matthew 1:21
[4] Romans 8:21
[5] Shalom includes not only peace, but complete well-being and wholeness
[6] Titus 1:2
[7] Romans 5:8
[8] Revelation 3:21
[9] John 3:16
[10] Revelation 3:21
[11] From a sermon, “The Great Birthday of Our Coming Age,” December 21, 1884.
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