Emmanuel. God with us.
Us the dreamers.
Us the marginalized.
Us the forgotten.
Us the poor.
Emmanuel. God in the flesh.
You offered a new identity.
You restored our humanity.
You called us friends.
King of Kings.
We did not expect you.
Not like this.
A crying babe surrounded by rumor, filth and manure.
You disrupted the Empire with a love so powerful,
A gospel so dangerous,
A message so revolutionary,
Bringing liberation to the poor and to the slave.
Prince of Peace.
You entered a world of violence.
They tried to kill you and the killing continues.
You were a refugee, seeking asylum in a foreign land.
And the innocent blood of 2,000 babies still did not quench their thirst for violence,
Until they nailed your broken body to the cross.
But you conquered violence with peace; hate with love.
And so must we.
Savior of The World.
Caesar declared He was Lord and the Savior of The World.
But in your coming lies the greatest reversal the world has ever known.
The poor would be lifted up and the powerful would be brought down.
The hungry would be filled with good things and the rich would be sent away empty.
And a poor and young unwed mother living under oppressive occupation would give birth to the Son of God.
The salvation of the whole world came through a poor, humble servant,
Through a woman with no power
And the vulnerability of a child.
Emmanuel, our God with us.
by Jessica Ketola