Did a virgin really give birth to Jesus?

But why couldn’t Jesus be born from a virgin mother? Look up the word “God” in the Dictionary and one definition given is “having no limits or boundaries.” God, therefore, can do what he jolly well pleases, so having a virgin give birth to Jesus was a walk in the park for him.

Predicting Jesus’ virgin birth hundreds of years before it happened was a walk in the park too. But let’s face it, we weren’t there when Isaiah predicted it, nor did we witness Jesus’ birth personally, so how do we know the virgin birth (and the prophecy of it) really happened? On the other hand, if Jesus’ unique birth did happen as Scripture says it did, and God really was Jesus’ Father and Jesus truly was both human and divine, the impact of such a being on this planet must have been huge, right?

And it has been huge. Billions of people have put their trust in Jesus in the centuries since his birth. But was it his miraculous virgin birth that captured their trust? No. It was their own miraculous birth. Suddenly, new and completely different things started happening to them. God, for instance, became a loving Father to them (not a distant ogre), Jesus became a personal source of strength for them, and they found themselves becoming much better people with great results in their relationships with other people. It was like a new birth.

And what had they done personally toward this new birth? Nothing. It came out of the blue, like some other power had suddenly conceived it in them. But that’s exactly what scripture said would happen to people because of Jesus’ birth – and in scriptures written many years before Jesus was born too, as in Jeremiah 31:31-34 and Ezekiel 36:25-27. Miraculous changes would happen in human hearts those scriptures said.

And why would these changes happen? Because of the Holy Spirit   –  ah  –  the Holy Spirit, the same Holy Spirit that conceived Jesus. Is it any surprise, then, that Jesus had a unique virgin birth created by the Holy Spirit when that same Spirit is creating new births in people all the time? Conceiving new births is what the Spirit does. New birth, miraculously conceived by God, is his speciality. It’s a walk in the park for him.

Is the virgin birth so strange, then? Not when the Spirit is constantly giving birth to new creatures who are being “conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers,” Romans 8:29. Jesus, therefore, was simply the first miraculous birth by the Holy Spirit – to be followed by millions and millions more.

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People didn’t exchange gifts when Jesus was born, so why do we?

It’s odd how we associate Jesus’ birth with giving gifts to each other, because no gifts were given to anyone, including Jesus, when he was born. The only gifts given came from the Magi and were given to Jesus some time after he was born, possibly as much as one or two years later. And the Magi didn’t give their gifts to Jesus in a manger either, because in Matthew 2:10-11 the Magi came to “the house” where Jesus lived. The house wasn’t in Bethlehem either; it was in Nazareth.

So the Christmas scene pictured by The Little Drummer Boy bringing the gift of his drumming to Jesus in a manger in Bethlehem, with the ox and lamb tapping in time, is totally out of tune (pardon the pun) with what really happened.

With that in mind, then, why do we exchange gifts at Christmas-time, when no gifts were exchanged by anybody at Jesus’ birth, and the only gifts given went to Jesus, and not to anyone else, long after he’d left the manger?

A brief look at the history of giving gifts at Christmas soon reveals the usual “rich and cunning exploiting the poor and well-meaning” story of commercial greed behind the custom, but even with that knowledge will gift-giving stop? Likely not, because even “evil people know how to give good gifts to their children,” Matthew 7:11.

It’s built right into us to want to give gifts, which helps explain why people with no interest whatsoever in why Jesus was born, or what staggering part of God’s plan for humanity opened up because of Jesus’ birth, are so willing to exchange gifts at Christmas-time – and even when they know they’re being bled dry by rich corporations too. It’s an amazing phenomenon, that we’re willing collaborators with evil people just for the pleasure of giving gifts.

But on the positive side, is that not proof that what Jesus was born for is bearing fruit? If we can still want to give gifts – despite knowing we’re being exploited by fat, selfish and crafty people in commerce – and we can still put up with the mind-numbing, guilt-inducing blitz of advertising capitalizing on peer pressure, then we’ve got just the proof we need that what was announced at Jesus’ birth really is happening.

The announcement was that peace would come to those “on whom God’s favour rests” (Luke 2:14). Well, because of Jesus’ birth God’s favour rests on everyone, enabling us to give as he gives, even to people who don’t deserve it. And every year we keep doing it, despite the obvious exploitation by evil people. Evil isn’t winning, then, is it, even though it thinks it is.

Jesus was born to bring peace – so where is it?

The reason Jesus was born was to announce to “all people” the “good tidings of great joy” that peace on earth had begun (Luke 2:10-14).

But experience since has taught us that peace can only be obtained by war, which most Christians have endorsed as well, having gone to war in their millions to create peace. But is that what Jesus meant for us to do, as his way of creating peace?

Well, yes, some might say, because in John 15:13 he said, “Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” So surely it’s the right thing to do for Dads, husbands, sons and brothers to willingly become cannon fodder. But it begs the question, “How does being cannon fodder create peace” when it also creates devastating grief and financial hardship for those men’s families back home, and terrible heartache for their wives and mothers, who may never be able to forgive their menfolk for letting propaganda rule their emotions and drag them off to war.

But didn’t Jesus sacrifice his life to create peace? Oh yes, but only because the sacrifice of his life was the ONLY way evil could be stopped. But what was the rest of his life about?

It was also about “Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends,” but in the sense of laying down every living moment of his life for us, too.

And that part of his life was just as important as his death, because it laid out the pattern for how “peace on earth” happens. It’s in laying down one’s entire life for others. It’s a life-time of unselfishness, of always being aware of the needs of others, and of laying aside our own wants when we realize we have talents and gifts that can really help others. And that’s the way God created us too. He gave us all gifts that enable us to be helpful to others (1 Corinthians 12:6-11), because that’s how peace works (verse 25).

Most of us will never be faced with having to risk our lives to save someone from death, but every day peace happens when we “lay down” what gifts God has given us to the service and benefit of others. And a living sacrifice is far more valuable than a dead one, because it keeps on giving.

So what if everybody believed that this was Jesus’ way of creating peace, that we follow the example of his life, every moment of which he “laid down” or sacrificed for others? Because that’s where peace can be found – in those who do believe it.

Christmas – the muddle and the magic

Maybe Christmas was a great idea when it was first invented, but today it’s a monumental muddle.

It’s a strange mix of ancient and modern, like finding Jesus in a nativity scene alongside Santa Claus in a Coca-Cola suit, and a sacred Christian holiday being celebrated in much the same manner as the heathen festival Christians pinched it from originally.

It’s an odd jumble of opposites, too. Giving increases for worthy causes, but so does spending on useless junk. ‘Tis the season for pleasing others, but also the biggest excuse all year for bloating oneself to bursting point. It tickles heart strings while straining purse strings; it keeps the economy growing while burying people in debt, and it catches you humming those familiar songs while wishing the “silly season” was over. And who is it really all about, Jesus or Santa, our kids or the child of God?

The sacred and the secular are so intertwined nowadays it’s a wonder Christians don’t separate themselves from Christmas all together. On the other hand, Christmas still magically transforms entire communities into nicer, kinder, gentler places for a season. It’s an amazing phenomenon seeing people with no interest in God suddenly acting all warm and fuzzy and not feeling the least bit embarrassed about a Christian concoction full of bizarre rituals dragging them out in huge numbers in the middle of winter every year. In a modern culture like ours it’s hard to explain.

Unless, that is, the prophecy in Isaiah 9:7 really did kick in when Jesus was born, because that would certainly explain it. “Of the increase of God’s kingdom and peace there is no end,” the prophecy states, and the thriving of Christmas is remarkable proof of it. Even with the politically correct brigade trying to bury Christmas in meaningless terms like a “festive season of giving,” Christmas as a Christian holiday keeps on happening and it still packs a punch in the peace and goodwill department. It can still melt the anger of hardened criminals, stop the bullets flying between deadly enemies, and for a moment or two it even unites Christians.

Christmas is a powerful influence in our world, and while it remains that way it offers just the hope we need that what began with Jesus is true, that peace really is on its way. It doesn’t seem possible the rest of the year, but at Christmas-time it does, because something happens in December that doesn’t happen at any other time. The atmosphere changes; a truce descends upon the land and we discover the pleasure all over again of giving, chatting with strangers, helping the unfortunate, resolving conflicts, and even going to church.

For a few brief moments every year the elements of peace are in place and we get a glimpse of what’s possible, of a better, kinder world, of God’s world not ours. Oh, it’s all still a monumental muddle, yes, but in amongst the muddle there’s a hint of magic, of something else going on that reaches beyond human invention, of God himself reassuring his weary children that peace and goodwill are not only possible, they’re guaranteed.

And without that little taste of magic, where would we be? What hope does our world offer otherwise to a single Mother up to her eyebrows in debt and despair, or to a man who hates his job, hates where he lives, hates what’s happening to his kids, hates getting older and fatter and knows he’s stuck in a rat hole ‘til he dies?

Well, there isn’t any hope, is there, either for them or for millions like them, living out their dull, boring, routine lives without much of anything to look forward to each day but more of the same.

But along comes Christmas again, and with it a ray of hope that this life isn’t all there is, and maybe something wonderful really did begin when Jesus was born. The evidence is there all right, of something incredible happening every year that ties in exactly with what God said would happen with the birth of his Son.

Muddle or magic, call it what you will, Christmas is still an amazing time of year. It’s not only a peek into what’s possible, it’s also a glimpse of another world in the making and of a God who is real and true to his word.

My Christmas wish list for Jesus

If I got the chance to sit on Jesus’ knee, like children get to sit on Santa’s knee and tell him what they want for Christmas, what would I tell Jesus I want from him? It’s not such a far-fetched thought either, because Jesus himself said in John 15:7, “Ask whatever you wish, and it will be given you.”

Imagine a child’s reaction if Santa Claus said that. But that’s exactly the idea being promoted by those who line their kids up for a chance to sit on Santa’s knee, that Santa is actually there to do just that, give a child whatever he wants.

But where did such an idea come from? It has no connection to the original Santa Claus, St. Nicholas of Myra, who entered the history books as a good man for giving three bags of gold to a needy family, but somehow St. Nicholas has morphed into a godlike Santa Claus being lifted up as “good” for indulging children’s totally selfish wants.

But didn’t Jesus say we could ask him for whatever we want as well, in John 14:14? So wasn’t Jesus being a Santa Claus too?

But the reason Jesus said we could ask him for what we want is not so he can be Santa Claus indulging our selfish desires, it’s to “bring glory to the Father” (verse 13) by making God visible to people for who he really is (verses 10-11). And it’s Jesus’ greatest wish and desire to expand that work he began through us.

The obvious question then is: Well, is that what I want too? Do I wish for Jesus to give me whatever it takes to make God visible in me to people as well?

Well, why wouldn’t I want that, and especially in a world in which the god that’s being made most visible at Christmas time is Santa Claus, who exists only to promote and encourage children to get what they want for themselves, creating yet another generation of children who think the world revolves around them.

Jesus, however, came as God in human form to show us what the real God is like by living a life of total unselfishness, and then said he would create many more people like him who could live the same unselfish lives too. And isn’t that what our world needs now more than anything? It needs unselfish people, not more Santa-fed children expecting everyone to bow to their wants.

It makes my Christmas wish list for Jesus a fairly simple one, therefore, because if it’s my greatest wish to live a life like his he guarantees he will give me whatever I need to make it possible.

The glad, mad and sad of Christmas

The birth of Jesus changed the world forever, Christmas being just one proof of it. Before Jesus came there was no such thing as Christmas, which isn’t surprising, because there was nothing to celebrate. For thousands of years the world careened from one violent, destructive empire to the next, and people’s lives were ruled by an endless stream of weird gods and goddesses, every one of which was the product of human fear and imagination. The only nation that had any understanding of God and his plan was constantly being sucked into the vortex of the culture, and by the time Jesus arrived it was nothing more than a puppet to the Romans, and no example to the world of what God was like or what God would do for those who trusted him.

The world should be glad, therefore, that Jesus was born, because he defeated the powers responsible for that mess and he planted the seed of a new world. It quickly spread too, and became so noticeable and so different that Christmas was created to celebrate the difference and the cause of it. That difference is still being experienced today too, in the “glad” part of Christmas that celebrates the good and lovely things of human life on this planet – family, children, laughs, surprises, and of course, food glorious food. If only the glad parts of Christmas could stay that way all year.

But the world is mad too, and it’s infected Christmas with its madness. Mesmorized and hypnotized by money and the power it has to buy things, the world carelessly risks financial collapse as debt increases, and feeding that debt is the mad frenzy of buying stuff at Christmas time. It’s difficult even catching a breath between one mad day of sales bargains and another. And unfortunately it’s the mad parts of Christmas that are becoming the norm all year.

Which brings us to the “sad” of Christmas, in its loss of innocence. The simple, gentle Christmas of old has been hijacked by profit-obsessed corporations and high pressure advertising. There’s no escape from their blatant greed and ugliness, and how guilty they make us feel if we don’t sign on to the entire Christmas package. And poor old Grandma on a pension trying to find a gift she can afford that her grandkids aren’t embarrassed by. And pity those working in retail too, who may get a breather on Christmas Day for time with their family, but that’s it. It’s sad.

But somehow Christmas lives on, despite the sadness and the madness, because what Jesus’ birth began will never die, the gladness of Christmas being the proof of it.

Jesus’ birth – the starting point for God becoming real to us

When we feel like the world is crushing us with its endless obligations and so much time spent with so little to show for it, it is easy for depression and frustration to kick in. I mean, what’s the purpose of it all? And if you’re a Christian it can feel even worse, because it seems like nothing is being accomplished and what must God think of us?

Well, we know what God thinks of us, because in the birth of Jesus he put himself into our skin to feel what we feel. And it worked, because he was in tears too, just like us, when the pressures and frustrations of life were crushing him (Hebrews 5:7). We can rest assured, then, that he doesn’t tut-tut at our despair and the depressed moods we get into. Instead, he deeply feels for us.

And does that then become the starting point for God feeling more real to us, when it dawns on us that what we’re going through is as real to him as it is to us? And that’s why he “is able to deal gently” with us when we’re “ignorant and going astray,” Hebrews 5:2, “since he himself is subject to weakness.”

But that’s only the starting point, isn’t it? – because we still need to feel that he understands, right? I know in Scripture that Christ promises to rescue us from despair – just like he rescued Paul from his despair in 2 Corinthians 1:8-9 – but do those promises feel real personally?

I need them to feel real, though, because it’s enormously frustrating and downright depressing when I’m not feeling that good, I can’t help out with all the needs at home and I’m constantly having to change plans and cancel things when I’m feeling lousy. Living feels so futile when you can’t do much and you have to watch others having to fill in for you. And their attempts at being cheerful to keep your spirits up only make things worse too, because they only remind you of how miserable you must be to live with.

Perhaps it’s to make Jesus’ birth become real for them too, though, because in their frustration and depression at not being able to help you, they need God to be just as real for them. And this is exactly the occasion for God to become real, because Jesus was born to become our living High Priest, and he lives to intercede for us, so every frustrating and depressing episode in our lives is just the opportunity he needs to prove he’s real. And the only way we can find that out personally is – to trust him and see.