Love Came Down

December 24, 2008 | 10 comments

A portion of Luke 2 (from The Message)

About that time Caesar Augustus ordered a census to be taken throughout the Empire. This was the first census when Quirinius was governor of Syria.

Everyone had to travel to his own ancestral hometown to be accounted for. So Joseph went from the Galilean town of Nazareth up to Bethlehem in Judah, David’s town, for the census. As a descendant of David, he had to go there. He went with Mary, his fiancee, who was pregnant.

While they were there, the time came for her to give birth. She gave birth to a son, her firstborn.

She wrapped him in a blanket and laid him in a manger, because there was no room in the hostel.

There were sheepherders camping in the neighborhood. They had set night watches over their sheep. Suddenly, God’s angel stood among them and God’s glory blazed around them. They were terrified.

The angel said, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here to announce a great and joyful event that is meant for everybody, worldwide: A Savior has just been born in David’s town, a Savior who is Messiah and Master. This is what you’re to look for: a baby wrapped in a blanket and lying in a manger.”

At once the angel was joined by a huge angelic choir singing God’s praises:


Glory to God in the heavenly heights,
Peace to all men and women on earth who please him.
As the angel choir withdrew into heaven, the sheepherders talked it over.

“Let’s get over to Bethlehem as fast as we can and see for ourselves what God has revealed to us.”

They left, running, and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in the manger. Seeing was believing. They told everyone they met what the angels had said about this child. All who heard the sheepherders were impressed.


Mary kept all these things to herself, holding them dear, deep within herself. The sheepherders returned and let loose, glorifying and praising God for everything they had heard and seen. It turned out exactly the way they’d been told!

This Christmas, may we all find ourselves like the shepherds — running to Jesus as fast as we can, then “letting loose” in praise of this gift.

Merry Christmas from our home to yours.

DRAWING CREDITS:
“To Bethlehem” by Anna Lee
“Baby Jesus” by Anna Lee
“Angels” by Lydia Lee
“The Shepherd and the Sheep” by Lydia Lee

“Happy Family” by Lydia Lee

by | December 24, 2008 | 10 comments

10 Comments

  1. Chris Godfredsen

    I love the story, love the artwork and that you posted this. I also love the idea of “running” to Jesus – all the time – and letting lose in celebration of this amazing gift. That is what it means to “get down with Jesus” and what it means to experience grace and peace!

    May God bless you and yours this Christmas!

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  2. Chris Godfredsen

    I love the story, love the artwork and that you posted this. I also love the idea of “running” to Jesus – all the time – and letting lose in celebration of this amazing gift. That is what it means to “get down with Jesus” and what it means to experience grace and peace!

    May God bless you and yours this Christmas!

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  3. God's Not Finished With Us Yet...

    Very sweet art and very accurate account of the story of Christ’s birth. Much enjoyed!!! ~Sarah

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  4. Pam at beyondjustmom

    I love the drawings–so fun!
    Also fun that we both chose to print the story from The Message today.

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  5. Sockrma18

    What wonderful artists you have! And such a creative way to share the story of Jesus’ birthday. You go girl….

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  6. Carey

    Merry Christmas, friend!

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  7. Billy Coffey

    Love those drawings, especially the fact that all the faces were wearing smiles. Which says something about the subjects, more about the artists, and most about the parents…

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  8. valerie lynn

    The artwork is beautiful! They tell the story so well. I love this story. I read it not only at Christmas but through out the whole year. Our blessed Saviors birth! What a blessing for us!

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  9. Jailer

    Great post — love the pics from the kids! One of my favorite memories from my time in Iraq was all the letters from children, which almost always included hand-drawn pictures. They were everywhere in my squadron. Of course, the best were the ones from my daughter … 🙂

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  10. Megan Willome

    This is precious! I love that even the sheep are smiling.

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