We left off with the shepherds in the field watching their flock at night. All at once, an angel appears as well as the glory of God shining all around them. The angel comes with incredible news; the Messiah has just been born in Bethlehem.
“Then all at once in the night sky, a vast number of glorious angels appeared, the very armies of heaven! And they all praised God, singing:
‘Glory to God in the highest realms of heaven! For there is peace and good hope given to the sons of men.’ Luke 2:13-14 (TPT)
I think one angel with the glory of God would be pretty amazing, but the very armies of heaven, audible and visible…whoa! This news, this life-giving, grace-filled news, needed a whole choir of praise and glory to herald it in. The armies of heaven couldn’t contain themselves because they knew what this would mean for all people everywhere at all times.
“When the choir of angels disappeared and returned to heaven, the shepherds said to one another, ‘Let’s go! Let’s hurry and find this Word (in Greek, it’s the word Rhema) who is born in Bethlehem and see for ourselves what the Lord has revealed to us.’ So they hurried off and found their way to Mary and Joseph. And there was the baby, lying in a feeding trough.” Luke 2:15-16 (TPT)
They heard the message, and they went. The invitation is still given to us today. The Word is not still lying in a manger for us to run and see, but the life-giving, grace-filled news that Jesus came to us, Immanuel, God with us, is still held out. We have the same choice the shepherds had on that night long ago; sit and marvel at the wonder of it all but do nothing, or go, hurry, and run to seek out this Savior sent to set us free.
“Upon seeing this miraculous sign, the shepherds recounted what had just happened. Everyone who heard the shepherds’ story was astonished by what they were told.” Luke 2:17-18 (TPT)
Once we find Christ, the Messiah, then it’s up to us to once again do what the shepherds did and share our story. Everyone they shared this story with were astonished. I know not all believed, there had to be those who said, “Crazy shepherds, what are they going on about? Angels, a baby in a feeding trough, who can believe that wild story?” But there had to be others who listened and believed that night, and their lives would never be the same. I’m in the camp of believers, it’s not some sweet story I’ve heard all my life. I heard, I examined, and now I’m sharing this wonderful story with others.
Today’s truth is this; when you hear the message of peace and hope meant for all people everywhere at all times, you have a choice to hear and walk away or believe, receive, and go tell your story.