There is no single event in human history that means more to every person ever born or yet born than the birth we remember tonight. Sometimes we forget the controversial significance and provocative claim that we make when we proclaim that God became man in an animals feeding trough in a small town 2000 years ago.
This is the night everything changed.
No longer are we isolated in the cosmos enslaved to our mortality, depravity, and sorrow. No longer will corruption, oppression, and injustice prevail over us. No longer will brokenness, sinfulness, and cheating be the norm. No longer will sadness, sickness, and suffering burden us. No longer will darkness reign and death rule.
All the momentum of history could not prevent what happened that night when everything changed.
Dustin Kensrue’s song portrays well the heaviness of that night:
This is war like you ain’t seen.
This winter’s long, it’s cold and mean.
With hangdog hearts we stood condemned,
But the tide turns now at Bethlehem.
This is war and born tonight,
The Word as flesh, the Lord of Light,
The Son of God, the low-born king;
Who demons fear, of whom angels sing.
This is war on sin and death;
The dark will take it’s final breath.
It shakes the earth, confounds all plans;
The mystery of God as man.