The Christmas story is something we always run perilously close to loosing sight of in the midst of the holiday shuffle. We remember it to be sure. We love to see manger scenes all over our cities and towns. We love to “remember the reason for the season” by remembering and celebratign Christ’s birth.
But still, we often forget the import of the Word taking on flesh and dwelling among us. We forget why we really celebrate. For the Christmas story is the story of how God fundamentally upends the structures and powers that have enslaved His creation. The birth of a Galilean baby in a spare animal storage room in the little backwater town of Bethlehem marks the beginning of God’s invasion to liberate His world and humanity from death, sin, and evil. What a strange mercy this is. A baby who has turned the world upside down.