As I sit curled up on my chair in the soft glow of the lit Christmas tree. My eye’s settle on the Nativity that is set up at the base. They linger on the Christ Child, wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in the manger.
Prophesied in Isaiah 7:14, 700 years before his birth, it was written, a promise, “Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and will call him Immanuel.”
I sometimes struggle to remember the fullness of this promise during the rush of Christmas.
I cannot adequately express the power and glory of this.