I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again: Christmas, to the Christian, is a subversive holiday.
Why? Because it goes against everything the world system exalts and glorifies. It defies logic: Virgins and post-menopausal women having babies? Angels? Mysterious signs? It defies self-glorification: The God of glory takes on the form of a peasant baby, who likely gets ridiculed as an illegitimate son most of His life. It defies the dichotomy we want to make between the spiritual and the physical: The eternal Word that spoke matter into existence takes on matter Himself. It defies celebrity and status: Shepherds get what’s going on, while the rich and powerful almost miss it completely. And yet it defies ascetism, too: Astronomers bring gold and treasure out of reverence to a king.
And when we declare that “the Lord is come”, we have to remember that Malachi asked us, “Who may abide the day of His coming? For He is like a refiner’s fire and a launderer’s soap.” Who can abide His coming? Who can abide God with us, who can stand up to His drawing near? The ones who have eyes to see, eyes that He both demands and gives. They have joy; God and sinner are indeed reconciled.
So, ye faithful, ye people of God, come and behold Him, born the King of angels. And adore Christ the Lord, for He is worthy.