The Word Became Flesh #AdventSeries13

The Word became flesh.

Let it sink in. Let these words pierce you. These are serious words, heavy words. They bear in themselves the weight of the ocean crashing down upon our very souls. And yet, because of the very Word Himself we are able to bear them. We are able to revel in them and when this baffling Truth meets indwelling Spirit we find breath drawn in sharply and tears burning our eyes.

The Word became flesh.

Never has such a chasm existed than that between Word, perfectly Holy and wholly lovely, and flesh, filthy, tattered, scarred, and ragged. Yet we read and are bewildered. We trust and give to hope that this Word would draw us near to Him, and through drawing near we would shed the filthy flesh we call our own. That through this Flesh our flesh would slowly come to resemble Him and that somehow, unbelievable though it may be, we would begin to reflect holy light as the stars did on that night when good news of great joy was brought to downtrodden men living in the wilderness. That night when the weary world rejoiced because the Word drew near, and He became flesh.

The Word became flesh!

Rejoice! Again I say rejoice! Let us join in with heavenly hosts to sing all manner of glory-giving praises for a Child was born and He dwelt among us that we may behold His glory, glory as of the only Son begotten from the Father full of grace and truth. Let us sing to Him a new song a song befit with words inadequate to describe the magnitude of His very dwelling among us, the lowly and rejected. Let us rejoice that He would dine with us, and heal us, and make us to walk, and cause our blind eyes to see! Let us rejoice whole heartedly that we the dead have been made to live and let us with reckless abandon seek to do all that we can with all that we have for as long as we are given to make much of this God who became flesh.

The Word became flesh.

Oh that we would linger long over these four words, that they would not cease to humble us, nor cease to cause our hearts to leap and our mouths to laugh wildly. Live with hope all you saints! Live with joyfulness of heart because He came! He came when we were undeserving and He stayed when we were undeserving and He dwells in us even now as we are still undeserving. Let grace wash over you throughout this season that those whom you encounter would know that your joy comes not from gifts but from the Giver who gave His very Son to become flesh and dwell among us!

The Word became flesh!

Renée is a Texan married for a decade to her best friend Cory, the mom of three rambunctious children, Eli the Scientist, Joss the Contemplative and Jenny the glitter-sprinkled Princess. She’s a graduate of Midwestern State University, and serves at Pantego Bible Church in the high school ministry to the Glory of Christ. You can check out more writing from her here and at The 5 AM Fight.