Monday, December 19, 2011

The Face of God

I have been listening to a lot of Christmas music lately (truth be told—I have been listening to Christmas music since way before Thanksgiving…). One of my favorites is a Point of Grace song called “Labor of Love”. It is a beautiful song and it speaks of the scared, young Mary and Joseph and how alone they were in that stable. And yet it tells of how much they did to welcome the King of kings into the world the only way they knew how.

God did not wait for an opening in the Holiday Inn of Bethlehem to send His son. He sent Him, knowing He would not be treated as royalty—in fact He planned for that. Making His arrival in a stable makes Him accessible to anyone, no matter their place in life. Being from Bethlehem, one of the tiniest towns in Judah, makes His significance a Kingdom thing, instead of a stature thing.

I sat in church on Sunday and was listening to the soloists sing the song “Mary Did you Know.” There is a part of that song that says, “Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod? And when you kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.” I was struck by that line today in a way I never have before.

I remember when my kids were tiny babies and I would kiss their little heads and their sweet chubby cheeks. I would soak in how they smelled and the little cute noises they would make. I used to love that sweet snuggle time.

My thoughts jumped from my sweet babies to that line in the song. “When you kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.”

Kissed the face of God. KISSED the face of GOD! I know Mary kissed her baby like I kissed mine. And while I thought my babies were angels, Mary KNEW hers was God’s son. Her motherly instincts kicked in, I am sure, and she did everything she could to love and protect Jesus. And many times she kissed that sweet face.

He came to earth all man, and yet all God. He came to earth to give us all a chance to know Him and spend an eternity with Him. He came to earth—in a dirty stable, born to a scared young girl who loved Him like a mother would—and He allowed her to know Him so intimately that she felt safe kissing His sweet face.

Did she know all that He would do in His short 33 years of life? I have no idea if she did or not. But what I do know is what Mary showed us. By holding and loving the Savior of the world, she revealed to us how available Jesus is to us all. We may not hold Him in our arms and we may not be able to kiss his infant face now, but we certainly have access to Him—just as if He was in a manger in a lowly stable. We can have a relationship with Him that transcends the chasm of Heaven and earth. We can call on His powerful name and know He will be there to help us and guide us and love us. We can ask Him to draw near to us and He does.

Sweet Mary, mother of Jesus, had the unique opportunity to kiss the face of God. Her sacrifice of being the chosen the one has allowed us the unique opportunity to be loved and protected by that very same baby. Show Jesus to someone today.





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