Dear Phyllis,
The calendar on my computer
tells me that next Saturday will be Christmas. Apart from the AmericanChristmas carols that we hear in every department store, there is little else
around here to suggest that Christmas is near. Up until yesterday, it has been
a very pleasant winter. The sky has been cloudless for a month, and the
temperature in the 80s almost every day. But yesterday I was surprised to wake
up to the sound of rain, and it was so cold and clammy all day that I had to wear
a shirt. In northern Thailand , from November until April, it is the dry season. We
will go 100 days without a drop of rain or a cloud in the sky. This is really
the best time of year here, but it sure wouldn’t remind you of Christmas.
Churches, of course, all crank
up with Christmas programs that are primarily designed as an evangelistic
outreach. Traditionally, I suppose I should have some Christmas devotion to
share with you today. When I think of our Lord’s birth I always marvel at the
wisdom of God in how it was engineered.
The Lord certainly spoke a
very significant word to the entire world in the birth of Christ. Born in a
barn! Who would have ever thought of that?! But the very place of Christ birth
speaks volumes.
Perhaps the first message is
the accessibility of Christ. You couldn’t find a more accessible place. Had He
been born in a hospital, you would have to go through the administration desk
first to get to Him. There could be restrictions. There might be a sign No Visitors
Allowed. Had He been born in a home you certainly would have to go through the
home owner to get there. For children who are born at home, it would be
impossible for some stranger just to walk up and knock on the door asking to
see the new baby. My goodness, who knows what they might have in mind? They
might have a cold, or bring in some infection that would endanger the baby. We
have got to be more protective than that. The fact that Jesus was born in an Inn
is highly significant. There is nothing more public than an Inn .
The very nature of an Inn is that the doors are always open for anyone who
wants to come in. But had Jesus been born in a room in that Inn
there certainly would have been some restriction. The manager would have said, “I’m
sorry, but the rooms are private. We can’t just let anyone enter any room they
want.” But there is nothing private about the barn. There were no locks on that
barn. There was nothing private about it at all. Any guest, any house maid, any
cook, any stranger walking down the street could walk in there any time they
wanted, to see the new Baby. Even some shepherds, who were out in a field,
could come in the middle of the night and walk right in to see the new Baby. They
didn’t have to change their clothes, take off their shoes, wash their hands, or
wear a face mask; they could walk right in and see the new Child. You can’t get
more accessible than that.
Surely this is the first message
the Lord had to say to the world when He sent His Son to live among us. Anyone
who will may come. The very life of Jesus began being in the most accessible
place God could choose. And, praise God, that is still true today. There are
absolutely no restrictions on anyone coming to Christ. As the years pass I
increasingly marvel at the unqualified offer, “Whosoever shall call on the Name
of the Lord shall be saved.” (Rom. 10:13 ).
Dutch was the director of the
infamous Tuol Sleng Prison during the horrendous regime of Pol Pot in Cambodia . He was probably personally responsible for more
unspeakable tortures and deaths of Cambodians than any other single person.
There were over 18,000 persons brought to that horror chamber – most of whom
were innocent. Of the total 18,000 who were brought to that prison, only 12
survived alive. Today the Tuol Sleng Prison is the #1 sickening tourist
attraction in Phnom
Penh . When the
Vietnamese took over Cambodia in 1979, Dutch escaped to the Thai border. Some years
later he was brought to Christ by a Baptist missionary. After 30 years,
recently, he was brought to trail for his war crimes and sentenced to 40 years
in prison. He was the only one of the Pol Pot regime who was truly repentant.
He will die in prison, but he is a true child of God, and will spend eternity
in heaven. Many find that offensive. But if the worst offenders, as Ted Bundy and
Dutch, can be saved, that leaves the door wide open for lesser offenders. You
can’t get more accessible than that.
Today, America is one of the most difficult countries in the world
to get into – unless you are an illegal Mexican. I would much rather deal with
a communist government than with the US Immigration Department. They are just plain evil! It
cost $200 just for an interview to make an application for a tourist visa; only
to get insulted and refused. And the Immigration Department keeps the money.
But anyone who wants one, can have a free citizenship in heaven simply by
accepting God’s unspeakable gift of love in giving to us His Son. There is
nothing on this earth more ridiculous than that! How can you make it any more
easy? How can you make it any more accessible than that?!
And yet, in the wisdom of God,
He has perfectly concealed His Son. Years later Jesus would rejoice in spirit
and say, “I thank Thee, O Father, that Thou hast hid these things from the wise
and prudent and hast revealed them unto babes.” (Lk. 10:21). Who would ever dream of looking for the Son
of God in a barn? The Bible is correct when it says, “Not many wise men after the
flesh are called (saved)” (1 Cor. 1:26 ).
God has chosen the foolishness of preaching to save the humble. No man can get
into heaven by his brain. It wasn’t to the PhDs in Harvard or the University of
Jerusalem, but to shepherds in a field,
that the message came by angels, “You will find Him in a barn” (Lk.
2:12).
If there is any message that Beth lehem
has to say to us, it is that the one prerequisite for salvation is humility. Salvation
is securely hidden from the proud. Only the most humble person would have gone
out to seek Jesus in that barn. I am sure a few house maids went out to see the
new Child. The wife of the Inn manager probably went out to see Him. But if a guest suggested
to others to go see this new Babe, I can well imagine someone responding; “What?
you want me to go out there in that barn? My goodness, I would get my shoes all
filthy there.” You would have to be willing to get a little cow manure on your
shoes if you wanted to see Jesus.
The fact that Jesus humbled
Himself so low as to be born in a barn is an eloquent testimony of His
fundamental character. In Japan the lower members of society bow lower to those of
higher rank. It would be culturally wrong for a teacher to bow lower than a
student; or an employer to an employee. No one ever bowed lower than Jesus. Not
even Moses is to be compared to Jesus for humility. Paul certainly brings this
out when he wrote in Phil. 2:6-8 on how low Jesus humbled Himself – even to the
death of a cross. He started out His life in a barn, at His peak, He said He
had no where to lay His head, He had to borrow a donkey to ride into Jerusalem,
died a criminal’s death on a cross, and was buried in a borrowed tomb. Jesus
warned us that the servant is not supposed to be above the master. How is it
possible that some who claim to be genuine followers of the Lamb suggest that
we should live like the richest kid in town???
We would be utterly enraged
if someone suggested that our son should be born in a barn. “No way! Do you
think I am nuts to let my wife have a baby in a barn. Maybe my son might be
born in the hallway of a hospital but he is not going to be born in a barn!”
It is kind of lonely here in Chiang Mai at Christmas. The Lord has been good in giving me a few friends. I didn’t send out any Christmas cards and I didn’t receive any. I have bought no Christmas presents for anyone, and I doubt that I will receive any. This certainly is not a commercial time for me. I will be working in my shop on Christmas. But one of the greatest miracles that has ever happened is real to me today. The very Spirit of the Christ who was born in that barn in
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