We Have a Savior

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This Christmas season, I've been doing the Good Morning Girls Advent devotional every morning.  Yesterday we went to the story of the shepherds.

These are familiar verses, a story I've read a thousand times, but, as happens, something new jumped out at me.

"And this will be sign unto you: you'll find the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger."

This will be a sign to you.

Um, hello, there are angels talking.

Out of sky.

While these poor shepherds are out there in the field minding their own business, doing what shepherds do--*bam!* a heavenly host of angels appeared.

And they need another sign?

Yet, here's the thing:

they didn't just need a sign.

They needed a Savior.

I needed a Savior.

I know my heart.

I know the anger, the unbelief, the selfishness, the shame, that resides there.

I know I can't fix it.

I can't Oprah-feel-good-high-self-esteem it away.

I needed a Savior.

The shepherds needed a sign because an angel sighting wasn't going to cut it.

Cool, but useless by itself.

Angels can't save; The Savior can save.

The only Savior is Jesus.

Hebrews 12:2 says He endured the cross for the joy set before Him.  Jude says--remarkably, amazingly--that I was that joy.

You were that joy.

Because He not only endured the cross but scorned its shame, He will one day present me before the Father without blemish and with great joy.

Leaping, dancing joy.

No wonder the angels called that good tidings of great joy.

We have a Savior.

Be blessed,

Ginger