EMMANUEL
Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son,
and they shall call his name Emmanuel,
which being interpreted is, God with us.
Matthew 1:23
GOD WITH US
Such wonderful words!
And yet Jesus was born to a very young girl
who was not rich or well known.
His earthly father was just an ordinary laborer.
He was born in a barn, of all places!
His first clothes were just some available material.
The first birth announcement was given to lowly shepherds.
But...His name is GOD WITH US!
He didn't come to the rich.
He wasn't born in the finest palace.
He wasn't wrapped in royal blankets.
He didn't have servants to wait on His every need.
A royal announcement did not go out to tell every one a king was born.
But...He was GOD WITH US sent to be our Saviour.
How wonderful that He came for rich and poor alike.
God came and lived with us
so that we could go and live with Him forever.
This is what Christmas is all about.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour,
which is Christ the Lord.
Luke 2:11
"Unto you," yes, even you, O weary heart and worn,
"Unto you" whose feet are tired, whose trembling hands are torn:
"Unto you," this sacred morn, come tidings from above
Which whisper of a Saviour born, and speaks His tones of love.
"Unto you," yes, even you, is Jesus born today.
If you will meekly give Him room, and bid your sweet Guest stay;
Though all the world may have their share, yet He is all for you,
He'll rest His head within your heart, and shed His love so true.
He does not ask for palace rare, to make His royal home,
He does not seek for costly fare, but love's sweet bidding, "Come";
He seeks a subject fond and true to yield to His blest sway,
To let the brightness of His smile light up your weary way.
"Unto you," though least of all His little ones today,
The star of Bethlehem doth shine, with gladness in its ray;
"Unto you," though small your strength, and weak the praise you bring,
"Unto you," dear trembling one, He comes you Lord and King.
"Unto you," this Christmas-tide; with your longing heart
The angels sing their song again, with all their heavenly art,
Nay, sweeter far than their sweet song, the Spirit from above
Shall bring the tidings of your King, and whisper of His love.
Carrie Judd Montgomery
