2Co 8:9 – For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though He was rich, yet for your sake He became poor, so that you through His poverty might become rich.
How should a king be born?
Even a child knows the answer of course,
In a coach of gold with a pure white horse.
In the beautiful city in the prime of the day, and the trumpets should cry and the crowds make way.
That was not how the Royal Babe of Bethlehem came.
And a King lay hid in a virgin’s womb, and there were no crowds to see Him come.
At last in a barn in a manger of hay,
He came and God incarnate lay.
How did it Go?
Luke 4:18-19 “The Spirit of the Lord is on Me; because of this He has anointed Me to proclaim the Gospel to the poor. He has sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to proclaim deliverance to the captives, and new sight to the blind, to set at liberty those having been crushed, (19) to proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord.”
Man was poor – humans did it without God. Every good gift placed in them faded without the Giver. Without complementing each other, we fiercely competed. Saviour preached the good news
Man was broken-hearted – being poor, we were vulnerable. We were broken within and we had our facades and false remedies. We needed healing. Saviour drew our pieces together.
We were afflicted –we were wounded each other. We didn’t like ourselves and blamed others too. Saviour came with comfort, affirmation.
We were orphans – no belonging, no worth, no identity, no significance – failure. God sent His Son, Jesus Christ to bring us back to family
We were blind – our future was kid from us. Ashamed and hiding. We were running when no man pursued. Purpose eluded us. Eyes veiled by the god of this world. Saviour threw light into our eyes. In Him was life and that life was the light of the world.
We were prisoners – cage imprisoned us. Unforgiveness, bitterness, failures kept us circling on the same place. Jesus opened our prison doors. The Bastille was no more. What a bloodless revolution. He only gave His life.
We were slaves bound within – chains and rod of oppressor ruled over us. Jesus broke the fetters in two.
We were Oppressed and harassed – fighting our brother – race, caste, money, power. Calvary was armistice.
Bethlehem to Calvary – Three crosses upheld the manger. Three crosses adorned Golgotha. King was crowned with thorns.
And high on a hill His castle should glow, With the lights of the city like jewels below.
And everyone knows that’s the way that it’s done, That’s the way that a King should come.
