For the words which You gave Me I have given to them; and they received them and truly understood that I came forth from You, and they believed that You sent Me. John 17:8. NASB
The Nativity. That eternal moment, there in the fullness of time. That birth awaited, anticipated by all heaven. Angels could not keep silent, the heavenly host, stirred, amazed, resounding with praise. Jesus sent. Jesus came forth. The glory of that moment, the fullness of that expression, when God incarnate, entered so fully the human realm. And in so doing, stating unequivocally the esteem, the glory, the value. Revealing the one place in all the cosmos where all his heart’s treasure lay!
I would see, I would feel, I would know every breath, every moment, every encounter, every second, every single element of the incarnate Christ. From the moment of that holy conception, as his being takes shape in the womb, to his lowly birth. I would know those sweet moments at his mother’s breast as an infant; or he, so young at the entrance of those kings when he was but two. To see it all!
How I would hear every word of his intense incarnate life, every conflict, every feeling. To see him sweat, to hear him talk, to feel his breath; to watch him struggle and labor, to feel his fears. Every friend encounter, every enemy conflict. From birth to death, let nothing escape me. I would see it, I would feel it, I would know it. To watch him drink, to watch him eat, to hear him sing, to feel him pray. To sense his love, to know what he hates. When he cries, when he rages. When he rises what does he do, when he dreams what does he dream? When he decides how does he?
I would have it all. I would see it all. He is Immanuel. He is God, but he is God with us. Birthed amongst us, living amongst us, living as one of us. My heart was made for him, and my heart is obsessed with him.
And such is my right, for he is given to me. For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given. I may love him; I may possess him; I may be with him. I may obsess over all he is. All my desire may be taken up with him; I may be consumed with him. He is offered, that all my life, all I ever hold, all I ever see, may be him. It is him, his person, his being, his essence. To be in him, to be like him, to be one with him.
O Spirit. Only in my imaginings can I hold the incarnate Christ, but you I hold, you I embrace. With all my essence, I hold all of yours. With all the yearning you have put within me, I hold, I grasp, for you are given, you are the incarnate Christ to me. You are everything to me, you are life to me, and all my being is yours.
© 2020 James Gorham