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One of Us

by | Dec 13, 2019

Every Friday morning, the staff gets together for a time of worship and devotions. Last week, Mr. Reynolds led us in a song that I had never heard before. It was called “Baby Son,” written by John Mark McMillan. The song explains why so many in Jesus’ day did not recognize Him as the Savior of the World. He did not come as a mighty soldier or as a politician. Instead, He came as a commoner, born in a stable, “not ashamed to be one of us.” That last phrase really caught my attention. I don’t think that I can fully grasp just what a huge sacrifice it was for Jesus to leave behind Heaven and His rightful place at the right hand of God the Father. He left all of this to become a helpless baby, completely reliant on a young girl to take care of Him. He humbled Himself to become a human being, complete with all of our physical weaknesses. Why? Because He loved us! That love must be so much greater than any human love could ever be. He didn’t just give up His human life for us; He gave up His rightful place as God. The Almighty God! The Creator of the Universe! My puny mind just can’t fully grasp the meaning of this!

This year, as we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, I encourage you to focus on the incredible sacrifice that Jesus made to come to earth so He could dwell among us. Ask God to reveal Himself through the Christmas carols that we sing and the Bible verses that we hear. 

“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son (Jesus), so that whoever believes in Him will not perish, but will have eternal life.” (John 3:16)

Because of His Faithfulness,

Sharon Brobst, Ed.D.

Below are the lyrics to the song, “Baby Son,” by John Mark McMillan, with a link to it being sung on YouTube.

Baby Son
We thought You’d come with a crown of gold
A string of pearls and a cashmere robe
We thought You’d clinch an iron fist
And rain like fire on the politics

But without a sword, no armored guard
But common born in mother’s arms
The government now rests upon
The shoulders of this Baby Son

Have you no room inside your heart
The inn is full, the out is dark
But upon profane shines sacred sun
Not ashamed to be one of us

But without a sword, no armored guard
But common born in mother’s arms
The government now rests upon
The shoulders of this Baby Son

Gloria, Allelu
Christ the Lord
We’ve longed for You

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xy6s1BSD_4