“Jacob the father of Joseph, the husband of Mary, of whom was born Jesus, who is called Christ.”
Matthew 1:16
Love. It’s the core of the Christmas story.
Mary’s love for God, enduring the sneers and comments of being an unwed, teenage mother.
Joseph’s love for Mary, choosing to stay with her when he had every right to publicly shame her.
God’s love for His creation in sending His own son to earth.
You can’t read the Christmas story without coming face to face with the truth of love.
But there’s another aspect of love in the Christmas story we tend to overlook.
The genealogy of Christ.
In this long list of people we don’t know and names we can’t pronounce, we get a glimpse into just how deep God’s love is for us.
When Christ striped himself of his divinity and chose to be born as a man, He could have picked any family line he wanted.
He could have come through the bloodline of impeccable royalty.
He could have stepped into the genealogy of the wealthy.
He could have chosen a family line that didn’t have huge secrets, embarrassing failures, and countless screw-ups.
Christ could have come through the best of the Israelites.
It’s what they had expected.
They wanted their Messiah to come through royalty.
They were expecting fanfare fit for a King.
They were convinced their Savior would be born into influence.
Instead, His bloodline was riddled with failures.
Abraham prostituted out his wife.
Isaac did the same.
Jacob lied, deceived, and stole from his brother.
Judah slept with a prostitute who ended up being his daughter-in-law Tamar.
Rahab was the prostitute who helped the Israelites in Jericho.
David committed adultery with Bathsheba and had her husband killed.
The list goes on and on.
Failures.
Screw-ups.
Misfits.
The lowly of the low.
This is the genealogy God chose to be born into.
Not wealth.
Not prestige.
Not the holy of the holy.
God chose the outcasts, the failures, the embarrassments of the Israelite clan as his human bloodline to show his love isn’t reserved for those who have it all together.
He loves the misfits, the murderers, the prostitutes, the liars, the failures, those who turned their back on him for one fleeting moment of satisfaction.
And He loves you.
No matter what you’ve done, where you’ve been, or how badly you’ve messed up.
That is the crux of the Christmas story.
So, my brothers and sisters, as we journey towards the manger this year, may you be reminded of how much God truly loves you. May you fully understand your past doesn’t diminish His love for you. And may you, as you grasp the fullness of His love for you, respond in kind, and pour our your love for Him.
How has God poured out His love on you in your weaknesses?