Dec

19

2012

Scotty Smith|3:59 am CT

A Prayer about Jesus’ Perfect Birthing Experience

     But when the set time had fully come, God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those under the law, that we might receive adoption to sonship. Because you are his sons, God sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, the Spirit who calls out, “Abba, Father.” So you are no longer a slave, but God’s child; and since you are his child, God has made you also an heir. Gal. 4:4-7

Dear Lord Jesus, like others, I often sentimentalize the circumstances of your birth—as though heaven was caught off guard by the events of your nativity. I judge Jerusalem for missing the moment, criticize innkeepers for gross inhospitality, and pity Joseph and Mary for the birthing room they had to endure; yet everything happened just as it was planned before the world began. “Doing all things well” didn’t just start happening after your resurrection.

“When the time had fully come” you came—not a day early and not a day late. As humbling as it was to be born under the ceiling of a common stable, under the stars of a Bethlehem sky, being born under the weight of the law was a far greater burden.

Yet that’s exactly why you came into the world—to be born under God’s law to redeem us, to redeem me, from my sin and my rebellion. We didn’t need a model to show us the way; we needed you to be the Way. We didn’t need a second chance; we needed you, the Second Adam. We didn’t need to turn over a new leaf; we needed you to give us a new heart and record.

None of us could have ever fulfilled the demands of God’s righteous, perfect, and holy law. Only you could have done so, and you did so, perfectly. None of us could have sustained the just judgment of God for our sin; this too, you have done for us, once and for all on the cross. I worship, praise, and adore you, for the completion of your work and the wonders of your love.

Lord Jesus, because you lived in my place and died in my place, I’m no longer a slave, but a son of the living and loving God, with the full rights thereof. Abba, Father has robed this rebellious prodigal with your perfect righteousness, and has sent his Spirit to live in my heart. Our future looks amazing, too, as we will co-inherit the new heaven and new earth with you! There’s no other appropriate response but to cry out, “Hallelujah, what a Savior! Hallelujah, what a salvation!”

I will not judge innkeepers, but I rejoice in the God of my salvation. So very Amen I pray, in your matchless and merciful name.

 

 

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