In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) And everyone went to his own town to register. So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register 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. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
At a time when world leaders were flexing their muscles, Jesus came.
At a time of Empires and World powers such as Syria, Jesus came.
At a time when people were being forced to comply to rules of control, Jesus came.
At a time of mass movements of people, Jesus came.
At a time of personal, hidden and difficult life-stories, Jesus came and was the centre of one of them.
It could have been 2018. It could still be!
The world is noisy and God quietly moves in.
The world is distracted and God slips in unnoticed.
There is nothing that can stop Him.
No walls that He can’t break down or mountains He can’t take down.
To come to us.
Unto us a child is born.