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Excited faces glowed as the shepherd boys scurried to the place where the angels had told them a babe had been born. This babe was Christ the Lord, the Savior of the world. I wonder what their thoughts were as they approached the manger where this babe lay.
I’ve tried to plunk myself into their place as they stood looking upon this newly born baby. How could this little one be the Savior, the Christ? He’s just a plain baby. No, the angels had told them this was Christ the Lord. A Savior? Yes!
What awe must have filled their hearts! Did they merely nod to Mary and Joseph, or did they tell them the angels’ story? Did they bow low as they walked to the manger? Did they reach in and touch his hand? Did they gaze into the eyes of their Lord in wonder? Did the Babe smile at their bewildered stares? Oh, my…the wonder of it all. I just can’t take it in.
There is a song that filled my spirit as I pondered all this: Heaven Came Down and Glory Filled My Soul. I know this melody is meant for repentance and redeeming grace, but I think my heart would have felt these words as I looked down upon this baby boy in wonderment, trying to take it all in… especially the first verse and beginning of the chorus.
“O what a wonderful, wonderful day – day I will never forget;
After I’d wandered in darkness away, Jesus my Savior I met.
O what a tender, compassionate friend – He met the need of my heart;
Shadows dispelling, With joy I am telling, He made all the darkness depart.
Heaven came down and glory filled my soul! ”
I love Christmas! It’s the grandest birthday party we’ll ever attend!
“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth, peace and goodwill to mankind.