I’m not sure where I heard this story years ago, but it helpsthe way I think about the incarnation—that God the Son would enter the world asa lowly human—that he would humble himself like this.
A man’s family left him at home as they travelled to churchon a snowy Christmas morning. He did notbelieve in church. He did not believe inChristmas. He did not understand why Godwould send his son into the world to live and to die, and to beresurrected.
The snow was coming down harder and harder. The man looked out the window and noticedsome baby birds having trouble in it. Hewas afraid they would die as the snow came down in sheets. The man put on his winter coat, hat, gloves,boots and went outside to help the little birds. First he tried shooing them into the barn,where it was warm and dry. But everytime he came near to them, they would flutter away and get deeper into thesnow. Then he tried laying down somebird seed in a pathway to the barn, hoping that they would follow thetrail. They would have none of it. Then he tried getting close enough to thebirds to catch them and carry them, but again, the birds were more terrified ofhim than they were of the snowstorm.
The man was moved with compassion as he realized that thebirds were going to die. He foundhimself wiping tears from his eyes. Andas he did a thought flashed though his mind. “If only I could become a little bird! Then I could lead them into the warmth and safety of the barn. Surely they would follow me then. Then I could rescue them!” And just as the man came to this conclusion,he heard the church bell ring in the distance.
And that’s when it hit him. He finally understood what the incarnation was all about.
Merry Christmas!
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