Ok, I get it. Christmas as modern Western culture has received it, has pagan roots. No doubt about it. I understand that the early church did not celebrate the birth of Christ. I am convinced that it was initially celebrated by the Roman Catholic church in order to highjack pagan traditions and satisfy heathen superstition.

Here is my beef. Do you trash the only holiday in the year in which you get all of your underwear, shirts, ties and socks replenished, just because an erring church decided to absorb someone else’s religion? Let’s get real here folks.

Seriously, our Lord takes many things out of sinful human culture, sanctifies them and uses them for His own purposes and glory. I believe that is what He has done for some of us concerning the Christmas tradition. I never think about the incarnation of Christ as intensely as I do at Christmas. Call me carnal, call me tradition bound, but it is just a fact.

The uncontainable God contained Himself in Human flesh. The infinitely wise God submitted Himself to the limited knowledge of human infancy. The Almighty, ever young, Ancient of Days gave Himself up to a span of time among us. The Author of life gave Himself up to die. The Fountain of power gave Himself over to the utter weakness. The Holy One became sin in our place. The Lawgiver became cursed under His own law… for us.

When the Christmas season comes around I remember again how they laid that little body in a feed trough. I am reminded that He gave that body to be stretched out on a Roman cross.  I think again about Nicodemus and Joseph putting His limp body in a cold, dark cave.  And I think of something else as well. I remember again that Jesus’ body will never be placed anywhere again!

Philippians 2: 8. And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.9. Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name:10. That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth;11. And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

Now, He, in His body, sits on the throne of Glory.

Thank God for Christmas. May its truths fill us with amazement and worship all year long. But if perchance these truths have dimmed in your mind, if the peace and joy of Christ’s victory has blurred a little in your thinking, let the season call you back to a bowed knee, a confessing tongue and a worshiping heart.  Merry Christmas everybody.