Whose Birthday Is It Anyway?

CHRIST'S BIRTHDAY pixabayI know of a man who, when it is his birthday, buys presents for all his family. He does this because he wants to be like his Heavenly Father and demonstrate His generosity. ‘For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son....(John 3:16) also ensures no-one forgets his birthday!

God gave us this gift of His Son on that first Christmas morning. We now celebrate His birthday every year, or do we? There are many people who want to take the ‘Christ’ out of Christmas. They advocate suggesting we wish everybody ‘Happy Holidays’ instead of ‘Happy Christmas’

I came across a poem many years ago by Gordon Bailey:-


Last night I couldn’t sleep!
Last night I thought of nothing but today!
Last night I lay awake, longing for daybreak!
Last night I knew it was only a few hours to MY BIRTHDAY!
Last night I looked back to previous birthdays!
Last night I eventually slept and dreamed of my party!
Last night I saw myself seated at the head of the long, family table!
Last night I saw myself blowing out the candles on MY BIRTHDAY cake today!

This morning I cried!
This morning I saw my family forget me!
This morning I saw them reading cards they sent to each other!
This morning I watched as they gleefully unwrapped their parcels!
This morning I had breakfast alone!
This morning I waited in vain for the midday post!
This morning I wasn’t asked to my own birthday party!
This morning I watched everyone celebrating MY BIRTHDAY without me!

Next year perhaps they’ll remember me!
Next year perhaps they will make me the centre of attention!
Next year perhaps they’ll concentrate on making sure I am happy!
Next year perhaps they will sit me down at the end of the family table!
Next year perhaps I’ll be satisfied!
Next year perhaps I’ll enjoy MY BIRTHDAY!
Nest year perhaps I’ll be very much a part of MY BIRTHDAY!
Next year perhaps I’ll find my family celebrating MY BIRTHDAY for my sake!

There is a slogan which says ‘Jesus is the reason for the season’, and so He is

Someone was once asked what was the meaning of Christmas? He inadvertently said “That was when Jesus died, sorry I mean when He was born!” A Freudian slip, maybe, but in truth he was right the first time! The real meaning of Christmas is found at Easter when indeed Jesus did die. This baby born in a wooden manger was to ultimately die on a wooden cross. He was to pay the penalty of our sins so we could come to know Him and spend eternity with Him in heaven. “ For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish, but will have everlasting life”

Jesus really is the reason for the season. Let us celebrate this Christmas for the real reason

Dave Weeks

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