Once upon a time there was a baby born just like any other baby. The baby grew in body, in knowledge and in wisdom and when he was just 12 years old he went to the passover with his parents has was their custom and he preached in the the synagogue. He preached to the young and the old alike. His mother was distraught when she found him missing and searched for him until he was found. But he said I am alright mother i have come to do the work of my father in heaven and she knew in her heart that it was true.
He was a boy i’m sure just like any other. He had friends and went to school and was trained to be a carpenter just like his father. Picture the scene, Jesus, the boy you went to school with is preaching about a new gospel and that old things are done away. As he comes into his own town people gather but do not really understand. Someone is heard to say ‘Is not this the carpenter’s son? Is not his mother Mary?’
In the end his own rejected him and his work but they were those that listened and know that through following Him they can obtain eternal life.
At this Christ-mas time, take the time to pause and think about what He gave. No trinkets, no baubles, but a gift that is without end if only we partake.