And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, “Fear not, for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior which is Christ the Lord.” (Luke 2:8-16)
to lack concern for;
to leave behind unintentionally, to fail to mention
We spend our nights on hills, forgotten by the world.
That’s why we were frightened and amazed by what we heard.
That night in Bethlehem, a Savior born most precious,
and the angel came to us as if we were special.
The prophets call You mighty and a prince of peace,
but You were in a stable, a place built for sheep.
How strange to be born surrounded by straw and hay,
and laid in a manger where sheep and cattle graze.
The angel said You came to be a Savior for all mankind.
But sometimes being a shepherd means you get left behind.
We’re thankful You weren’t born in a palace to a queen,
for in a stable even shepherds can come and be received.
I’ve often heard that even if I were the only one, Jesus would have still come to earth. Little Drummer Boy and I read it just the other day in God Gave Us Christmas, a great little polar bear story about what Christmas means by Lisa Tawn Bergren. When I look at the angel’s message, it’s interesting that he said “For unto YOU is born….” Not unto mankind. Not unto all the good little boys and girls. Not unto just the rich and famous. Unto YOU. It bears notice that noone was forgotten at the foot of that rough-hewn trough. Not the night shift. Not the scented animal keepers. Not the dirty. Not the working class. In fact, Jesus’ first night as a part of mankind was spent in a place where those shepherds could be perfectly at ease.
The foot of the manger and the cross are both equal opportunity real estate. All bended knees welcome.