8 In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. 9 Then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10 But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for see– I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: 11 to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord. 12 This will be a sign for you: you will find a child wrapped in bands of cloth and lying in a manger.” 13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying, 14 “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace among those whom he favors!” 15 When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go now to Bethlehem and see this thing that has taken place, which the Lord has made known to us.” 16 So they went with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the child lying in the manger. 17 When they saw this, they made known what had been told them about this child; 18 and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds told them.
Luke 2:8-18
Every time I read this passage, I can almost feel the sheer anticipation deep in my soul. I can imagine the sun setting on this night.. and darkness as it grips the landscape. Twilight finally fades and the heavens are lit up by brilliant stars. You can make out the milky way stretching across the sky if you focus enough. Maybe it’s a little chilly, as it often does in the desert at this time of night.
Then, suddenly, a man stands before the shepherds and THE GLORY OF THE LORD shone around them. What does that even look like? I don’t know, probably really bright light. Really really bright, I’m thinking.
So, who wouldn’t be terrified? Had I been there, I would have crapped my pants on the spot. Guaranteed. But the Angel responds… Do not be afraid. Those are the first words from the lips of the angel, the first words spoken of the Good News…. do not be afraid.
Do not be afraid. I bring you some great news. See, there’s this baby born in the city of David, tonight. Yea, it’s happened. He’s here. The shepherds don’t really know what to do with themselves. Every thought that comes to the surface trips over itself.
But what’s even greater is that these are shepherds whom the angels appeared to. Now, maybe you don’t know much about shepherds. But if you wanted to tell ANYONE, ANYTHING, especially something like this, a shepherd would be the last person you would want to tell (or maybe the first, depending on how you look at it). See, a shepherd in first century Palestine had virtually ZERO voice in society. It was an unclean job, and therefore they were outcasts–necessary, but outcasts none-the-less. If you wanted to tell someone important information, a shepherd would be the last person on the list because even their testimony was void in a court of law. They were that far rejected. But shepherds it is.
Because God likes to mix things up. He sends his son, the son of Man, the King of kings, the Lord of lords, to be born in a pile of shit and wrapped in cloth and put in a food trough. He’s not born in the hands of caesar, that’s not how this works. Because God is the God of the oppressed. The poor. The thirsty. The homeless.
And what do these voice-less shepherds do? They run to see what its all about. And then they tell everyone. They run to tell everyone. But who’s going to listen to a shepherd? Well everyone who heard it was amazed.. the story was that big. What had happened was that big. It began to change lives from the very beginning.
I hope, this Christmas, we remember that the greatest thing happened to the most unlikely people. The most beautiful thing imaginable happened to an unlikely people: shepherds and you and me.
I’m reminded of a prayer from St. Augustine:
Let the just rejoice
For their Justifier is born.
Let the sick and infirm rejoice,
For their Savior is born.
Let the captives rejoice,
For their Redeemer is born.
Let the slave rejoice,
For their Master is born.
Let free men rejoice,
For their Liberator is born.
Let all Christians rejoice,
For Jesus Christ is born.
The part about the slave and the captive hit me when I read this. I’ve been thinking a lot about human trafficking recently and what a crime and injustice it is. I’ve been thinking about how there are more slaves today than there have EVER been in human history.
Truly he taught us to love one another
His law is love, and his gospel is peace.
Chains shall he break for the slave is our brother
And in his name all oppression shall cease
O Holy Night is, quite possibly, one of my favorite songs. I hope this Christmas we will remember that Jesus came to the unlikely, to the undeserving. He came for us, good news of great joy for ALL men. He came for the CEOs of Fortune 500 companies, He came for Barack Obama, and for George W. Bush, he came from the Pope, he came for Osama Bin Laden, he came for the 27 million slaves around the world today and included in that number he came for the 2.2 million children who are sold into the sex industry every year.
Jesus came for them. He took on flesh and blood in this world for the broken hearted and the oppressed. And in that moment, all the groaning and all the hurt of the world breathed a sigh of relief because all that weight found its salve in the healing and redemption of Jesus Christ. And its because of Jesus that we are empowered and moved, deeply, to do everything in our ability to free these people. Because when Jesus was born, I swear if you listened close enough you could hear all the chains of the world breaking.
That night, the crisp air, the twinkling stars, the shepherds, the worshiping angels.. the whole world changed. our whole lives changed.
Grace and Peace to each of you and have a blessed Christmas knowing that the Savior of all the world has been born to us and that is good news indeed.
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