“Joseph also went… to Bethlehem… with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the Baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a Son…

And there were shepherds… keeping watch over their flocks… An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and… said… ‘Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; He is the Messiah, the Lord…’

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest heaven and peace on the on whom His favor rests.’

When the angels had left them… the shepherds said… ‘Let’s go to Bethlehem and see.’…

Magi from the east came… and asked, “Where is the One Who has been born king of the Jews? We saw His star when it rose and have come to worship Him.’… They were overjoyed. On coming to the house, they saw the Child… and they bowed down and worshiped Him. They opened their treasures…

Luke 2:4-15, Matthew 2:1-11 (NIV)

Dear Director of All, 

You wrote the Story, directed the action, designed the set, created the players and placed them on the stage of life. All so we could see the Savior we needed and ourselves in the Script— Your Word.

We see a poor, young couple who risked all by faith to believe that such as they were part of Your greater plan. We see shepherds, lowly as well, taking up the main role of worshipping evangelists because they knew they were living the dream. We see Magi, following a curious star, because they read and believed Your signs in the sky. They must worship this King. We see animals, sheep who have learned to follow their Shepherd. 

We see a burdened beast; a donkey. The one the entire story is for. Will he join the others by faith and not stand there like a useless prop. Will he bend his knee and bow his heart to the Message playing out around him? The tension grows. He will. He will bear the Yoke of Love and carry the Child, not only on his back, but in his soul.  

“Aye,” said the donkey, and by faith joined the wise to worship the King. That donkey was me. 

In Jesus Name Forever