A shoot will come up from the stump of Jesse; from his roots a Branch will bear fruit. The Spirit of the Lord will rest on him –Isaiah 11:1-2
The days are coming when I will raise up for David a righteous Branch, a King who will do what is just and right in the land. –Jeremiah 23:5
There is something special about the sight of a bare tree in the winter. The majestic branches once hidden behind flashy leaves now become the central showcase. The arms that worked to deliver nourishment the rest of the year, in this season are able to rest and flaunt their own artistry.
It is the branches that contain the life of the tree. Their veins and structure which hold everything together. It is suiting imagery, then, for Christ. He is but one branch from a family tree of kings, yet He is so much more. It is Christ who is the shoot, that new growth that brings with it the fruit of life.
Giver of life, what a stunning creation you have made. Thank you for the way You use it to reflect Your character to this world. May we see the beauty of Your righteousness come to us in the form of Christ, the good King who reigns without flashiness, but with the life we truly need. May we look to Him for guidance, strength, and nourishment throughout our days. Amen.
I have heard it said that Joseph Mohr wrote the lyrics to the beloved “Silent Night” while on a walk in the woods of Austria during the winter. As he felt the stillness, saw the moonlight reflecting off the snow, and the noticed the majesty of the trees surrounding him, he was brought to worship. It was a silent and holy night, that made him think of that most holy night that had transpired so many years before.
Silent Night (Emmanuel) – Matt Maher
Noticing Immanuel: a series for Advent. Each day starts with noticing: a picture of an everyday Christmas moment. That picture leads to a verse, a meditation, a prayer, and a song. My hope is that when we see those Christmas moments a second time, they will strike us differently. That we might feel the presence of Immanuel this Christmas season, whether we are sitting in quiet or moving in chaos.