The story of Christmas was never meant to stand alone. It’s a small chapter in a story that had been playing out for thousands of years and a story that continues to this day. It began in a garden when our first parents, Adam and Eve, decided that life would be better spent if they ruled over it. That singular decision began a war that wages to this day for the throne over our lives, our allegiance, and our world.
Countless men and women have laid claim to the throne, but God promised that He would send a king, the hero that would right every wrong and establish God’s kingdom on Earth. God would repeat His promise throughout history through his messengers, the prophets. And though at times it looked like God had forgotten His promise, one day a baby came. That baby was the promised Savior who came to abolish the reign of sin and death. A baby who would grow up into a man who gave His life to establish a kingdom, and who will come again to sit upon the throne and reign over a world that will know now death, no sickness, and no evil. A baby that would be the King of Kings.
Christmas isn’t just the celebration of a baby born in a manger, it’s the anticipation of when that savior returns and sets things right. Until then, we are the closest thing to the kingdom of Jesus the world will see. Bring hope, set a wrong right, forgive when someone doesn’t deserve it, give an unexpected gift, and show those around you a small picture of what His coming Kingdom will be like.