Humble Beginnings
Unto us a child is born, for to us a Son is given.
Humble beginnings are not often
appreciated until the end of the story.
It isn't until the credits begin to roll that the
applause from the audience roars loudly.
It isn't properly captured until the motion
picture has finished rolling.
No matter the medium in which the story
Is portrayed, nobody forgets the ending.
The ending can often make or break the
finished story, no matter how well the story
is. A really terrible ending can really traumatize everyone.
But what if the ending was different in the life of Jesus?
What if He caved in to the devil's temptation in the wilderness after He was filled with the Holy Spirit? What if He had turned the hardened rock into softened bread to feed his physical hunger? What if He had thrown Himself off of the cliff to test the Father's faithfulness? What if Jesus had bowed down and surrender His loyalty from God to Lucifer?
Forgiveness, no longer applicable to you and I, thus rendering the power of forgiving one another locked and bolted in Heaven's treasure chest. Except this time, there is no secret map that leads to its location. You can't forgive nor be forgiven by either your fellow neighbor or God!
Love, never would transcend beyond the physical and into the material, materializing
only in fantasy and day dreams and lost
images.
Like forgetting what you were about
to say to someone and being frustrated
because you can't remember what it was.
Lust would reign everywhere and no true love would exist, no compassion, no action, no reaction, no enactment of the past examples from Jesus healing the ill, loving the unlovable, forgiving the unforgivable, talking to the lowest of life, no story of Him washing a sinner's feet! No real manhood defined in serving others! No light in the dark!
Hope, it wouldn't even exist anymore. It wouldn't even be a real word with meaning behind it. The dictionary would have scrapped it and all the synonyms and antonyms along with it. No reason to wake up every day knowing that God is looking out for you and I for we have hope that He is our Abba Father, our Daddy. No protection, no security, no life insurance policy for the afterlife.
No Tis the season to be jolly, tis the season to be folly.
No Joy to the World, Or Silent Night, oh Holy Night, no songs dedicated to the One.
No stairway to Heaven, only Highway to Hell.
Faith, there would be none at all. Faithless would reign dominant over everyone and with good reasons too! There is no incentive to believe in good works, no good deeds to be done anymore, no desire to change our old lifestyle of living in the flesh to the Spirit
No reason for anyone to trust in my or your word. No more trusting "Loan me a couple hundred bucks and I'll pay you back in a month!"
No reason to trust in the Lord during seasons of toiling and excruciating pain
No reason to say "God, I trust you for I know I'm going through this for a reason!" This season is temporary no more but more like eternal damnation!
The plan to redeem humanity would be tarnished and forever be forgotten. There is no plan B. You see? There were never any plan B, or C, or D.
This plan had to be perfect!
The humble beginnings of Jesus coming from a virgin mother born in a manger, living among the poor and the weak and the lowest of life's class.
To the speaking in parables, teaching life's truth revealing Heaven's paradox
To the application of life's lesson to everyone, including your enemy
To being the sacrificial lamb being led to His slaughter
Being beaten, battered, and broken
Hung on a tree...... As the main centerpiece.
All to say "It is finished."