Athlete, It Was Not A Silent Night

Every Christmas the hearts of people turn towards that glorious night in a manger in the town of Bethlehem where our Savior was born. There were many prophecies that gave strategic clues on when the savior would be born, but there might be none more famous than the words of Isaiah.

"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the greatness of his government and peace there will be no end." Isaiah 9:6,7

The Manger scene we see depicted in movies, in pictures and songs we sing around Christmas time seems so incredibly tranquil, calm and peaceful. There is nothing more peaceful than the "Prince of Peace" dwelling with humanity in infant form, it all seems surreal. And on one hand it was all of these things, but that night in Bethlehem was not peaceful in the way you and I typically think about peace.

There was a census taking place which meant that everyone was on one large road trip, not in their RVs or SUVs, but on horses and donkeys. There was chaos everyone and there were so many people crowding the streets that there was no room left at the local motel. On top of all this, there was the news that Herod was on a mission to kill every Jewish male child under the age of 2. Bethlehem was in CHAOS.

The dictionary definition of Peace is: a conscious state of tranquility and calmness. The dictionary says nothing about the absence of conflict. This tells me that peace is possible in any situation. Peace is a choice for us. We can choose to live in Peace, or we can choose to allow the chaos around us to dictate how we experience life.

Peace is also a person. That person is Jesus and the choice you have to wrestle with is, will you allow the Prince of Peace to dwell within you.

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