My dear friend’s husband has just died. Alec was 91. All his life he had been wondering what heaven was like and talking about it continually. Now he knows what it’s like. No more does he guess and imagine. He is there and he knows.
In some ways it was the opposite for Jesus. He had left heaven, he knew how wonderful it was. He then had to endure the troubles and restrictions of earth. He suffered pain, death, sadness and despair. He even had friends who could desert him when things got tough.
Christmas is the time when we remember. Jesus was born so that He could suffer, He was born so that he could die, rise again and then go back to heaven.
It is a thing most wonderful, almost too wonderful to be. That God’s own Son should come from heaven and die to save a child like me.