I hope you all had a wonderful Advent and Christmas season. It’s a time of year when it’s somehow easiest for me to believe that the stories are true. The Story is true.
All true.
Mary’s impossible conception. Joseph’s dreams. King David’s descendent, born humbly in Herod the Great’s shadow. The shepherds’ unbelievable tale. Angels. Anna. Simeon. The songs.
It’s a boy. God incarnate.
But the boy grew, and wizards visited him. They brought gifts. It’s possible these were Jewish magicians, heirs of Daniel Dreamseer. But from the East, they came, and Christians have long marked their visit during Epiphany as confirmation that Jesus would not only be the glory of his people, Israel, but a light for the nations.
The King of Israel is the King of the World.
So, wherever you’re from, and whoever you are, it’s not only that the stories are true.
It’s that they are for you. And for your people.
If you believe.
Seeing is not always believing, but believing is sometimes seeing. And we worship a God who was–impossibly–seen, heard, and handled.
Believe and see. By believing, see.
The one who was and is coming, came. And he came for you, for us.
The stories are true. And the Story is true.
And it’s for you.
The Adoration of the Magi, Rembrandt, 1632
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Love this! Thanks.