On My Way To Heaven

Augustus Caesar, a powerful Roman emperor gave a decree. He thought it was his idea, but God is sovereign and He moved the heart of this emperor to issue a decree  that a “census should be taken of the entire Roman world”. God moving the mightiest man on earth to do according to His Divine will…and this powerful emperor did not know.

Mary was full of expectation, full of wonder. Nine months waiting seemed like an eternity, maybe it was  because she was holding Eternity in her womb.

Mary was heavy, she really wanted a place to rest. Her baby was ready to be born and I can almost hear her pleading  for a place to deliver her baby that dark night; to give birth to the Light of the World.

I am sure that this young mom wanted a crib with white clean sheets for her baby, who doesn’t want that?, but there was no time for that. It was written that they had to go to Bethlehem. So they went. It was written, so it happened.

Joseph…Oh, I think of him and I look at my Husband; I remember how he really wanted me to be comfortable on the way to the hospital every time I was ready to give birth to my children. He was worried and breathed with me. Now Joseph, Oh Joseph, desperate? full of confidence? The Bible doesn’t tell us..but, Oh Joseph, I can still hear you banging at every inn: “Please, please, It is my beautiful wife and our baby, Oh Please, Sir…just for a night, the angel…” He couldn’t finish his sentences…they slammed the door on his face every time.

A tear, a pain, a cramp, one more breath, one more step, one more door…once more a terrible, “Not Here!”, “Not Tonight!”

They  had a promise to stand on. The had to keep on walking and knocking. They knew who was in Mary’s womb the angel had told them so.

Who was this Man that opened his barn for them? He did not know that he had been chosen, even before the world had been established to open the door of a poor stable for the Author of Life. He did not know that a star was shining up above the sky over that manger. He did not know that the Hope of the world was being born in his  stable, and angels were full of joy ready to sing the most glorious praises. The universe had longed for the manifestation of Immanuel. And this man did not know.

This Man did not come, running anxious to offer them help. He did not know. He just said, pointing at the stable: “Just there, take it  if you want” If he had know…but he didn’t, and that was written as well.

This man…and I.

Jesus came and I still do not know why He chose me, even before the foundation of the world to be a temple for him. I have the Word and I read it, and I ponder, and I cry… Why me? I did not come in a rush to ask him to abide in me…It was He who chose to come to me, and with out even noticing, the miracle happened, the Light of the world shone on me.

Why did you choose me to be a place for you to abide?

I read that he chose to save the lost, the sinners. Those like me. I did not even know when it happened. But it is a reality. His Light shines over me, and I do not deserve this privilege.

I was in darkness, now I see His light.

Today, I am not afraid because like Mary and Joseph,…I  do have a promise to stand on.

God has spoken.