King in a Feeding Trough

 

Mary and Joseph traveled to Bethlehem to register for government taxation, because he was a descendant of King David. Mary was pregnant. Angels had visited Mary and Joseph on separate occasions, and both had been told to name the baby Yeshua (the English version is Jesus). Yeshua, in Hebrew a shorter version of Yehoshua (Joshua), means “Yahweh saves”. While they were in Bethlehem, the time came for her to give birth. She wrapped the baby snugly in cloths and laid Him in a manger, a feeding trough.

When their day began, they never expected to find their Savior in a feeding trough.

 

In the same area, shepherds were in the fields watching their flocks. Suddenly, countless angels appeared to them and told them that a Savior, who was Messiah (Christ) the Lord, had been born in Bethlehem. They were told to go and see the baby. They were told that they would find him wrapped snugly in cloths and lying in a manger.

When their day began, they never expected to find their Lord in a feeding trough.

 

When I got up this morning, as I walked through our house, my view passed across the dozens of nativity scenes that we have collected over the years. For some reason, one caught my eye and I stared at it for a few moments. My mind told me something was wrong with it. It had all of the normal things: Mary and Joseph, the baby in the manger, the shepherds and a few animals. But something in my spirit told me that the baby should have a crown.

When my day began, I never expected to find my King in a feeding trough.