When
the Mundane
Become Magnificent
Mundane
Bethlehem. A small hamlet as town’s
go. “Not much going on here” you might
hear around the town center. Bethlehem
wasn’t a major metropolitan center of commerce.
Yet
God chose insignificant Bethlehem as the hometown of His son.
A
mundane stable and manger: That’s not
what one would expect for the birth of God’s son. And yet it is so. A stable is the epitome of “mundane”. Do you know what goes on in a stable? It’s not very glamorous. And a manger as a bed? You’ve got to be kidding me.
And
yet … it became a magnificent bed for this child-King born on Christmas
morning.
I’m
humbled when I reflect on these thoughts.
I’m not considered magnificent. I’m
a weak, sometimes faltering man. I’ve
had glorious moments of success, and I’ve had un-glorious moments of blunders
and woes.
You
see, I think God loves to use willing people and open situations to do his
bidding. He moves into the places we
vacate FOR HIM.
My
prayer this Christmas?
God,
take my mundane talents and make something magnificent of all that bundle of
rags.
Something to
think on,
in less than
60 seconds.
P
Michael Biggs
Offering
Hope
Encouragement
Inspiration