A Prayer of Wonder at the Manger - Your Daily Prayer - December 3
A Prayer of Wonder at the Manger
By Rachel Wojo
Bible Reading:
And all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them." - Luke 2:18 NIV
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The box sat on a bed at my parents’ house, its corners softened by decades of December retrievals from the closet. Inside, wrapped in yellowing tissue paper, were the nativity figurines Mom had arranged on a coffee table every Christmas for many decades. Mom and Dad were both in heaven now, and I had to decide: take them home or let them go.
I unwrapped Mary first. Her painted face was serene, her white robes still pristine despite the years. Then Joseph, standing tall and protective. The shepherds with their perfectly clean sheep. And finally, baby Jesus, perpetually peaceful in his tiny manger. As I held each piece, I remembered how much Mom loved creating the perfect scene, making sure everyone was positioned just right to worship the baby King.
But sitting there in an almost-empty house, facing my own difficult season, those figurines felt like a lie. Life without my parents felt nothing like that peaceful, stable scene. It was messy and uncertain, full of transitions I didn't want and changes I couldn't control. Where was the figurine of Mary crying from exhaustion? Where was Joseph, panicking because he couldn't find anywhere decent for his wife to give birth? Where were the shepherds, trembling with fear after angels split open the night sky?
I almost left the box behind. What was the point of setting up a perfect nativity when the world felt so imperfect? But the answer suddenly dawned on me. Mom hadn't displayed the nativity scene because life was perfect. She displayed them because God is present when life isn’t perfect.
Think about it. The real nativity wasn't sanitized at all. The stable reeked of manure and moldy hay. Mary's cries of labor had echoed off rough wooden beams just hours before. The manger was a feeding trough, probably crusted with dried grain and animal saliva. Joseph's hands were likely shaking as he cleared out the cleanest space he could find for the birth of the Promise.
Yet Luke tells us the angels proclaimed, "Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests" (Luke 2:14). Glory to God in the highest, yet His Son lay in the lowest place. Heaven's worship erupted not despite the humble circumstances, but because of what God was doing through them.
And those who heard what the shepherds witnessed? They were amazed. That Greek word "thaumazo" means wonderstruck, astonished, stopped in their tracks. Not because everything was perfect, but because Perfect Love had entered imperfection.
I’ve been guilty of waiting for my life to look more like a Christmas card before I expected God to show up. But the manger tells a different story. It whispers that God specializes in stables. That glory often comes disguised as grain troughs. That the King of Kings doesn't wait for palace preparations.
I took the box home.
This year, as I unwrap each figure, I choose to see them differently. I see Mary, brave enough to say yes to the impossible. Joseph, faithful enough to stay through the uncomfortable. The shepherds, bold enough to share news that didn't make sense. And baby Jesus as heaven's answer swaddled in earth's need.
This is the wonder of the manager.
Let's Pray:
Heavenly Father,
Thank You for being the God who shows up in stables and brings glory to the lowest places. I’m so glad You don’t require perfect conditions to work miracles. Forgive me for thinking You need my life to be sanitized before You can use it for Your glory.
Lord, I confess I often lose my wonder. The Christmas story can become so familiar and so decorated. You could have chosen anywhere, but You chose a barn. You could have announced to anyone, but You chose night-shift shepherds. You could have chosen better circumstances, but You came right into the mess.
For those whose holidays look nothing like the catalogs, remind them that You are the God of stables. For the family gathering around a hospital bed instead of a dining table or the single parent wondering how to afford presents, You are there. For the hearts of those setting one less place at the table this year, You don't wait for perfect. You transform the imperfect.
When I'm tempted to hide my mess, remind me that You entered the world through one.
Thank You that no stable is too humble and no situation is too messy for You to enter with transforming love.
In the name of Jesus, who still shows up in the lowest places,
Amen.
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