By Mark D. Roberts | Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Bless the LORD, O my soul.
O LORD my God, you are very great.
You are clothed with honor and majesty,
wrapped in light as with a garment.
Wrapped in light? Indeed, You are, dear Lord. Yet on this Christmas Day we remember another wrapping: “And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.” You were wrapped up, dear Jesus, just like any other baby born into Your culture. Just like any other baby, except, of course, for the unsettling humility of Your bed.
How I honor You, my Lord, for Your willingness to put one human clothing, indeed, human nature! You took off Your radiant glory and put on a different glory, a humble glory, a gracious glory.
All praise be to You, Lord Jesus, in Your amazing and surprising glory!
And the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father’s only son, full of grace and truth. . . . No one has ever seen God. It is God the only Son, who is close to the Father’s heart, who has made him known.
John 1:14, 18
Topics: Psalm 101-105 |