Jesus Takes Last

By Emily Roberts

Jesus made himself last, didn’t he?  Even when He was born, everyone else got a bed in the inn.  He took the feeding trough in the barn.  No palace on earth would have been deserving of His presence, and yet He made His point of entry on this earth a shelter built for animals. He willingly put Himself within the limitations of the weak and helpless form of a newborn baby.  He allowed a woman to feed Him, carry Him, and bathe His tiny body.  He obeyed and received teaching from a mortal man.   His faultless being was baptized by a human being.  The hands that separated the ocean from the land also wrung out the towel that washed the disciples’ feet.  Finally, He allowed the sinful to exact from Him the penalty of their own sins.  So, when the Bible asks us to “be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love” (Ephesians 4:2 NIV), we are really being asked to follow in His footsteps, aren’t we?  We are being asked to follow in the footsteps of the God who loved us enough to come walk a mile, and then some, in our dirty shoes.

As I celebrate Christmas, I am thankful that He did for us and pray that I can be humble and gracious to others.

Watch this song video and read the lyrics… It really drives this point home.

By the way, Eric has a great tutorial that shows you exactly how to play the song!  Click Here to learn the song with 4 simple chords!

 

Lyrics:

Follow the star to a place unexpected
Would you believe after all we’ve projected
A child in a manger

Lowly and small, the weakest of all
Unlikeliness hero, wrapped in his mothers shawl
Just a child
Is this who we’ve waited for?

Cause how many kings, stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?

Bringing our gifts for the newborn savior
All that we have whether costly or meek
Because we believe
Gold for his honor and frankincense for his pleasure
And myrrh for the cross he’ll suffer
Do you believe, is this who we’ve waited for?
It’s who we’ve waited for

How many kings, stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
Only one did that for me

All for me
All for you
All for me
All for you

How many kings, stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
Only one did that for me

All for me
All for you

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