Salvation is His Name

Salvation is His Name

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When He came, the heavens opened, a life awaited, a gift promised.

His arrival was not in worldly glory, but Godly glory,

His birthplace not a palace, but a cave.

His entrance into the world was not announced by royalty,

But by an angel and a star.

Salvation was His name.

God in the flesh, born into mortality,

With His first breath, the heavens rejoiced.

Herod’s soldiers sought Him,

Leaving pain and bloodshed in their wake,

But they could not find Him.

When he grew and stood on young legs, wise men sought Him,

Guided by a star and the Spirit,

Bestowing their gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh,

Upon the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, the Priests of Priests.

At twelve, His wisdom exceeded the learned, His glory slowly making itself known,

Ministering before His ministry even began.

He was our Exemplar, charting the path for us to follow.

He taught,

He loved,

He laughed,

He healed,

He chastised,

He blessed.

Then He atoned, paying the ultimate price,

For a world who rejected His very presence,

Purchasing with blood, the price for our sins and weaknesses,

Giving what no one else could,

Pleading to His Father for relief,

Yet uttering the selfless words, “Not my will, but thine be done.”

In agony, He suffered for a people who turned away,

Turned from the blessed gift given by the Father.

Salvation was His name.

Yet they knew Him not, accepted Him not.

He was betrayed by His own and was crucified.

The earth groaned and trembled in agony and the heavens wept,

For Him who laid His body down.

Yet, He picked it up again.

An increment of time, so long ago,

Yet,

He still lives,

He still blesses,

He still laughs,

And He still loves.

But by many, He is still rejected.

And Salvation is still His name.

Without Him, we are nothing,

But to Him, we are everything.