When I think of something mighty, I think of a herculean figure, physically strong and powerful.
And yet in the Christmas story, Jesus is frail human baby, not a warrior.
It reminds me of what Jesus gave up to become Mary’s child.
He traded the throne of heaven for scratchy straw, the power of the cosmos, for the weakness of a child.
Christmas is the story of Jesus doing just that; not as a social experiment, but as an act of love to show us that God would go to any lengths to call us back to Him.
This Mighty God of heaven shows Mighty love for us.
It means that when we pray to Him, we aren’t addressing someone who answers wishes like a pantomime fairy godmother, we are praying to someone who can move mountains. Psalm 50 proclaims:
“The Mighty One, God, the Lord,
speaks and summons the earth
from the rising of the sun to where it sets.”
We can trust in God’s strength that spoke the earth into being because He showed us that He was willing to become weak.
I don’t just trust Jesus because He walked the darkest path.
I trust Him because I know He is greater than the darkness.
I trust Him because I hold the hope of heaven for earth.
“Taking heart and holding onHope is closer than we knowHeaven will not let us goHelp from heaven.”Matt Redman and Jonas Myrin