The Lamb

The stench of urine enveloped the room,

barely a room at that.

No lemon-smelling Lysol to be found here

No pretty nurses in white uniforms to be found here

No blue latex gloves to be found here

A stubborn donkey to be found here

A diseased rat to be found here

A restless lamb to be found here

And the Lamb of Calvary to be found here

The Lamb of God lay beside a lamb of the peasant

The Good Shepherd was the awe of the shepherds of the fields

This helpless infant would soon render

the rage of Hell helpless

at the cross

This helpless infant would soon render

the sins of mine washed away

at the cross

This helpless infant would soon render

the division between man and God no more

at the cross

This helpless infant rendered

the world changed

at the manger

Here was the moment where the Lamb of God

and the Good Shepherd met

Here was the moment where unto us a child is born

and death is defeated

Here was the moment where the Old Covenant is fulfilled

and the New Covenant is made

 

Where, O Death, is your victory?

“For to us a child is born,

   to us a son is given,

   and the government will be on his shoulders.

And he will be called

   Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,

   Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

Of the greatness of his government and peace

   there will be no end.”

Isaiah 9:6-7

 

 

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3 responses »

  1. The typical nativity scene makes it look like the birth of Jesus was quaint and “romantic” but it was everything but. You did a great job pointing that out. The greatest person who ever walked the earth came into this world as the lowliest and in the most humble way. That is the mark of God that truly loves us.

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