His Birth Our Birth


GodReflection: How About A Better Way?

In my more reflective moments, I often think how we so easily see the miraculous before us without even a minimal nod. Just one example—birth happens continually. How many billions of babies have been born just during my lifetime?

The miracle of birth is so vital to God’s story I must never take it for granted. No small mystery surrounds God’s entrance upon earth. He did it by birth. His descent to live on His creation resulted in His walk across our world as the feet of Jesus. His descent brings both judgment to all humankind and embodied love to walk the earth among us. In His descent He experiences my world as man.

No part of the mystery is greater than that of the creator God’s arrival in the form of a helpless baby. It is apparent from conception this is no ordinary child. This manger baby was a child of promise:

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the greatness of his government and peace there will be no end (Isaiah 9:6,7).

Mary ponders. Stars sparkle. Angels announce. Shepherds worship. Wise men pay tribute. Earthly kings fear.

The way God enters the human experience is to begin as a baby. Babies cry. Babies hunger. Babies are helpless. Babies learn to walk, talk, run, and fall, all within a framework of complete dependence.

The Jesus baby grew in stature and in wisdom. He excelled in the social norms of the day—the town’s people found joy in his presence. Above all, he experienced oneness with God—a unity never more apparent than at his baptism. God announced His pleasure, “This is my Son, chosen and marked by my love, delight of my life” (Matthew 3:17).

To protect his own rule, King Herod murders all newly arrived babies in Bethlehem. Yet in this little one, protected by God, is embedded salvation. By his very place and circumstance of birth he identifies with the little babies of all time who come into the world destitute. There is wealth in the manger feed box. His tiny hands will feed the hungry. His small fingers will give sight to the blind. His little feet will carry good news. His pure heart will ache with all who hurt.

Is it possible God entered earth as a baby to show me His simplicity? To follow the baby is not complicated. It isn’t hard. Babies want love. Father’s want love returned.

God who came as a baby will return to earth as King. He will come to receive every baby of all history who trusted Him. Former occupants of rough baby boxes and ornate cradles of all ages will rise to meet King Jesus.

I think about the song of creation that opens the Book of Genesis. God pronounces each day of His creation good. Likewise, God’s final entrance upon earth will be a good day. It will be the fulfillment of a baby in a manger feed box.

That brings me to my birth, your birth, and the billions of births that are so routine to the global newsfeed. Each one special to God. In John chapter three, Jesus explains to Nicodemus that his greatest desire for each of us after our birth—is our rebirth. From all the billions he seeks members for his family—to be born again to live with him now and forever. His birth happened so that our birth can happen.

As I write, once again the Irish tenor voice of the old brick and stucco craftsman, Theron Jay, rings anew in my ears and in my soul, from when he led my childhood church in worshipful song.

A ruler once came to Jesus by night to ask Him the way of salvation and light; The Master made answer in words true and plain, “You must be born again.” “You must be born again, you must be born again; I truly, truly say to you, you must be born again.”

You children of men, attend to the word, so solemnly uttered by Jesus the Lord; And let not this message to you be in vain, “You must be born again.” “You must be born again, you must be born again; I truly, truly say to you, you must be born again.”

Oh, you who would enter that glorious rest, and sing with the ransomed the song of the blest; The life everlasting if you would obtain, “You must be born again.”

With all the noise thrown at us from our culture, shouldn’t we always take care to remember there is a better way—the Jesus way. And this morning may we affirm anew, the reality that connects His birth to our birth and our new birth to eternal life.

Stay tuned.

Dr. Gary J. Sorrells

A GodReflection on His Birth Our Birth.

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