Not too long ago, a friend of mine had a heart attack. He passed out at work and came to in the emergency room of the hospital with the doctor leaning over him shouting, “Hang with me. You’re going to be all right.”
“Do you know how much trouble you’re in,” my friend asked me, “when you come to in the emergency room and everyone’s shouting at you to hang on?”
We have those moments in our lives, don’t we? Those moments when we suddenly realize we’re in serious trouble. A check has bounced. The water heater has exploded. The doctor is concerned about your latest test results. Your wife says she’s not happy. Your child has a headache that won’t go away.
All of these moments, and so many more, make our blood freeze. There’s a sudden wave of realization that feels like heat burning from our head to our toes that tells us we’re in trouble…real trouble. We’re not going to be able to just talk our way out of this one. This time, there are consequences.
Do you ever feel that way at Christmas? When you hear the angels say, “A Savior has been born…” does it make you wonder how much trouble we’re in that God had to send a Savior? More than that, how bad is it that God had to come Himself?
The good news of Christmas is a Savior is born. The bad news of Christmas is that we’re in bad need of saving. Many of us miss the good news of Christmas because we won’t take the time to understand—really feel in our guts—how messed up everything is. We really don’t want to think about how much trouble we’re really in.
But when we do, then Christmas is good news indeed. A Savior has come. And just in the nick of time because we’re in bad need of being saved.