Recently we remembered Pearl Harbor Day, when we remembered the deadly attack that brought us into World War 2. I was not a holiday, it was a day that as President Franklin Roosevelt said, ” December 7, 1941 — a date which will live in infamy “. It was a terrible day for our country and our world. My then 18 year old father, (a Navy Seabee) had a stop over at Pearl Harbor on his way to Guam. I asked him about it a few years ago and he wouldn’t talk about it, he said he would rather not think about it or remember it.
It was a terrible day, yet on that same day a few years later my little brother was born. In fact he has two sons who were born on the same day. So, it became a day to not just remember, it became a day to celebrate.
I was thinking about this in regards to the Crucifixion of Christ. It was a terrible day also, a day which lives in Infamy even 2000 years later. Luke recorded some of the events in this way: In Luke 23:44-46: “It was now about the sixth hour, (about noon) and there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour, while the sun’s light failed. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two. Then Jesus, calling out with a loud voice, said, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!” And having said this he breathed his last.” (ESV)
You know the whole story, but an event like that is one you would, (and will), never forget and quite honestly I would rather not relive it. But that’s not the end of the story either is it, because three days later our Savior Jesus Christ rose from the dead, so it also became a time to celebrate!
Of course as our world turns to thoughts of Christmas, some even think of our Savior and his birth. What is important for us to remember is that without His birth, there would have been no death, no resurrection, so salvation.
God reminds us through the prophet Isaiah in Isaiah 53:5-6: “But He was pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins. He was beaten so we could be whole. He was whipped so we could be healed. All of us, like sheep, have strayed away. We have left God’s paths to follow our own. Yet the LORD laid on Him the sins of us all.
So, when you are singing, “Oh, Little town of Bethlehem” this season, remember it was the birth that it was just the beginning of God’s Plan for our Savior. A day that looked like it was ending in Infamy, but ended up with Rejoicing!