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When God Breathed

At the very heart of Christmas lies the pinnacle of the Christian faith, the “Birth of God”. While many celebrate the season with exchange of gift and splendor, perhaps their thoughts sway from the true meaning of Christmas and the mind of God behind it. God being Spirit doesn’t just consist of life, He is life. A man is considered alive when he draws breath, but God gives life, there is no external source of life outside Him.

The hour the Savior was born was the moment that all three realms (Heaven, Earth and the World below- Phil 2:10) felt a significant shift in time. It stood out because it was the hour that God breathed. What an honor to oxygen!!! We often speak of a breath of fresh air, but that night air received freshness. Of all the men that had ever drawn breath, one worthy of doing so had arrived.

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I have often heard of earthquakes so great that entire cities are lifted off their foundations, and yet no matter how seismic an earthquake, no event had ever been big enough that unseen worlds felt the impact. Eternity and time shook at the “Birth of God” just as they would once again shake when “God died”.

Until the very day deity became flesh, from Adam till John the Baptist, history had been one large block of time. The events elaborating the short existence of Man on earth were numerous and surely some more outstanding than others; the fall of man, a great flood, the Tower of Babel, the call of Abraham and birth of a nation, the exploits of Samson and the rise of David, the list is endless. Yet with all these major players and events lighting the course of mankind, history was still seen as one large block of time.  It wasn’t until a savior was born that for the first time since the origin of man, an event split history in half (BC –AD).

He was in the beginning with the Father, Second in the Godhead eternal by nature until the day the Creator became creature and Author entered his own story. On that Christmas night, God who gave life took his first breath, what a “magical night”. I often imagine the sudden silence as Mary held that baby in her hands, as nature affirmed the hymn “Silent night, Holy night, all is calm…” Nothing made a sound neither in this world or the world to come.

From that day on, God who is invisible would forever have a visible representative in Christ and Man who is visible would forever have an invisible representative in the Son of God. Through birth he fashioned the term “Born of God”, a divine process in which man has no contribution.

Adam walked in the Garden with God, and the Lord came to him by the cool of the day, but I submit to you that Christmas brought God to Man in a way that would make Adam himself jealous. The impact of that coming was so strong that even after the Lord ascended, he is still with us.

In a cradle that night in the middle of Bethlehem lay a baby whom death could identify as its greatest threat. Of all men born since Cain and Able, the mere birth of Christ inflicted a blow on death that would finally epitomize at the Cross. Surely every time Mary kissed that baby`s  face, she kissed the face of God.

Every mind should remember that the heart of Christmas is symbolic of the birth of a relationship sealed at resurrection; we should treasure the night when “God was born”.

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One thought on “When God Breathed

  1. Reblogged this on No Ordinary Scribbles and commented:

    In a cradle that night in the middle of Bethlehem lay a baby whom death could identify as its greatest threat. Of all men born since Cain and Able, the mere birth of Christ inflicted a blow on death that would finally epitomize at the Cross. Surely every time Mary kissed that baby`s face, she kissed the face of God.

    Every mind should remember that the heart of Christmas is symbolic of the birth of a relationship sealed at resurrection; we should treasure the night when “God was born”.

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