“For unto you this day is born in the city of David, a Savior which is Christ the Lord” Luke 2:11
Lost and hiding in the dark, you found me. Unsure if you looked for a while or if you knew my exact location, I suspected I outran you. I did not expect you to come to hell to find me. Deservedly scared and alone, my captor kept me shackled. A fitting punishment. I overheard you speaking with him about my ransom. It was costly, but you agreed to give your only son in exchange for my life. You said I was worth your sacrifice. The chains fell. I was free to leave.
Why set me free? Why give your only son after I took you for granted? I ran away, hid, cursed your name, and turned my back on you. I did not deserve freedom; I deserved the chains that bound me. You agreed, but you loved me beyond what I could see. You loved me immeasurably more than my angry stubbornness. My broken heart cried as you showed me my hope and my future.
My ransom came in the form of a baby born in a stable. Surrounded by barnyard friends, the savior of my soul drew his first breath. Hope came to life. He shattered the dark, fulfilling promise and prophecy. The light of the world came to take my place one cold December night in the most humbling way.