Every time I read the Christmas story I hear it in Linus’s voice. The greatest love story ever told, how Jesus came to Earth as a baby, lived as a man, and died a painful death so that we can have constant communication with our Creator. Every Christmas has a new angle to it. Last year was Mary. This year is the Shepherds.
Sheperds. The lowly outcasts that were unable to attend religious feasts of the time, unable to be considered “clean,” unable to fellowship with believers, unable to leave their flocks-those are the ones that God told first about the greatest gift of all time. It wasn’t the kings, the royalty, the Sadducees and Pharisees, it was the outcasts, the ones who didn’t fit in, the ones who were least likely to be accepted. The shepherds. God didn’t choose who to love, he went to the shepherds first to show that he didn’t descriminate with his love. He loved in spite of their appearance, “religious status,” how “good” they were, etc. He loved all, He loves all.
That’s What Christmas is All About. It’s not about the hustle and bustle, the gifts, the family, the mall, the deals, the wrapping paper, the lights, the tree, the food… It’s about Jesus. It’s about us.