A Baby Saves the Day

IMG_0145Once upon a time there was a hobbit in a hobbit hole. There was a young girl, playing hide and seek with her brothers and sister. She found a room with a solitary wardrobe and hid herself in it. A baby boy is laid on porch, wrapped in a blanket, he has a peculiar scar on his head and a letter lain on top of him. A baby boy is laid in a manger, surround by barn yard animals.

Many of our greatest stories start out the same. They begin with the most unassuming people, people we would never give a second thought to. Yet, “Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.” This is the power of a good story, taking the smallest and most underrated character and making them the one who saves the day.

Once upon a time, there was a king. He loved his people like no king has ever loved a people. He wanted nothing but their good and had given them the best of every thing. The people were happy. They loved the king and walked with the king on the cool evenings. The king had only given a few rules for the people to follow. Theses rules were for their safety. For a while everything was perfect. Then long came a serpent, a crafty and sly creature. He talked the people into rebelling against the king. After the rebellion the people were cast out of their perfect place. They lost contact with the king and could not walk with him anymore.

The king was brokenhearted. His people had chosen to abandon him for something else. He wanted his people back. He sent them laws and prophets. He sent them women and even a talking donkey, but the people rejected them. The king knew that the only way to restore his people was going to be through his own intervention. He was the only one who could make things right.

This is a familiar story at this time of year. The King is God and he sent is only Son into the world as a baby to save the people from their sins. The story starts off small. A young teenage girl, who is betrothed to a man finds herself pregnant. This is not ordinary pregnancy. As with the best of stories there is something bigger at work behind the scenes. She is a virgin and still with child. If you think this is crazy, it is nothing compared to who the baby is. He is God and man, coming into the world to take care of our deepest problem. He is coming to restore what the people broke so long ago, he will make a way for us to walk with the King again.

NativityAt this Christmas, I want to challenge you to look at the story again. If you believe it, see the wonder in it again. A baby comes to save the day, how incredible is that. If you don’t believe I want to challenge you to look at the story again. Look and see the mystery of  God coming to rescue you in the form of a baby. Is it so crazy to think? “Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.” Even a baby, born in a stable to a pesant girl, can be the King in disguise. May of our greatest heros die for the good of their friends, but this King dies for all his people, even as they are actively involved in rebellion against him. He rises again so that he can walk with those who will accept his gift. He offers his gift to us at Christmas in the form of his Son, he asks us believe that he has made things right and all we have to do is put our faith in a King and his Son who made a way when their seemed to be no way. J.R.R. Tolkien says this about the Christmas story,

I would venture to say that approaching the Christian Story from this direction, it has long been my feeling (a joyous feeling) that God redeemed the corrupt making-creatures, men, in a way fitting to this aspect, as to others, of their strange nature. The Gospels contain a fairy- story, or a story of a larger kind which embraces all the essence of fairy-stories. They contain many marvels—peculiarly artistic, beautiful, and moving: “mythical” in their perfect, self- contained significance; and among the marvels is the greatest and most complete conceivable eucatastrophe. But this story has entered History and the primary world; the desire and aspiration of sub-creation has been raised to the fulfillment of Creation. The Birth of Christ is the eucatastrophe of Man’s history. The Resurrection is the eucatastrophe of the story of the Incarnation. This story begins and ends in joy. It has pre-eminently the “inner consistency of reality.” There is no tale ever told that men would rather find was true, and none which so many sceptical men have accepted as true on its own merits. For the Art of it has the supremely convincing tone of Primary Art, that is, of Creation. To reject it leads either to sadness or to wrath.

It is not difficult to imagine the peculiar excitement and joy that one would feel, if any specially beautiful fairy-story were found to be “primarily” true, its narrative to be history, without thereby necessarily losing the mythical or allegorical significance that it had possessed. It is not difficult, for one is not called upon to try and conceive anything of a quality unknown. The joy would have exactly the same quality, if not the same degree, as the joy which the “turn” in a fairy-story gives: such joy has the very taste of primary truth. (Otherwise its name would not be joy.) It looks forward (or backward: the direction in this regard is unimportant) to the Great Eucatastrophe. The Christian joy, the Gloria, is of the same kind; but it is preeminently (infinitely, if our capacity were not finite) high and joyous. But this story is supreme; and it is true. Art has been verified. God is the Lord, of angels, and of men—and of elves. Legend and History have met and fused.

But in God’s kingdom the presence of the greatest does not depress the small. Redeemed Man is still man. Story, fantasy, still go on, and should go on. The Evangelium has not abrogated legends; it has hallowed them, especially the “happy ending.” The Christian has still to work, with mind as well as body, to suffer, hope, and die; but he may now perceive that all his bents and faculties have a purpose, which can be redeemed. So great is the bounty with which he has been treated that he may now, perhaps, fairly dare to guess that in Fantasy he may actually assist in the effoliation and multiple enrichment of creation. All tales may come true; and yet, at the last, redeemed, they may be as like and as unlike the forms that we give them as Man, finally redeemed, will be like and unlike the fallen that we know.

Joy to the world, the Lord is come, let earth receive her king.

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