Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift.–2 Cor. 9:15
There are some things that simply cannot be put into words. How do you describe the beauty of a sunset or loveliness of a baby’s face. When we try to picture such things words just get in the way. The same is true when it comes to the birth of Christ. The greatest orators are not able to describe the wonder of the Son of God becoming the Son of man. But although we cannot explain it we can enjoy it, and we ought to think much about it. Charles Spurgeon wrote:
Christ is unspeakable in his condescension.
Can any one measure or describe how far Christ stooped,
when, from the throne of splendor, he came to a manger
to be swaddled and lie where the horned oxen fed.
Oh, what a stoop of condescension was that!
The Infinite becomes an infant!
The Eternal is dandled on a woman’s knee.
He is there in the carpenter’s shop, obedient to his
parents; there in poverty, crying, “The Son of man has not
where to lay his head;” and there, in thirst, asking of a
guilty woman a drink of water.
It is unspeakable!
That he, before whom all the hosts of heaven veiled their
faces, should come here among men, and among the
poorest of the poor- that he who dwelt amidst the glory
and the bliss of the land of light, should condescend to be
a Man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief, passes
human thought!
Such a Savior is a gift unspeakable.
