Finding God in the Holidaze
I've been in church since age seven and an old-fashioned church at that; so to say the least this story is familiar to me. But reading the story yet again something struck me that had never occurred to me before. One of the most amazing things about God, to me anyway, is His knack, and I might say His absolute pleasure, in using the things we "know" to show us how much we do not know. But I digress. Luke 2:5 "in order to register along with Mary, who was engaged to him, and was with child." Who was engaged to him... Now it's obvious enough they were not technically married yet, given the customs of those days, but they were just married enough that Mary had to go with him to Bethlehem. Why would that be important? All the years of prophecy were fulfilled because of that tenuous bond. A Nazarene, born in Bethlehem of a virgin mother. It is absolutely mind-blowing to me how God uses all of the ordinary, everyday, extremely un-religious events to bring about everything that he has foretold through the prophets. A census, an engagement, the delays along the road that prevented them from reaching Bethlehem before all the inns were full; the thousands of tiny little insignificant events that lead to the one blindingly ordinary yet absolutely unique thing, a child being born, the child being born, and laid in some ox's cereal bowl.






