Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

We turned to Luke 2 and listened with fresh ears to the angelic announcement: “good news of great joy.” A Child is born who is Savior, Christ, and Lord—three titles that reframe everything. Savior because we truly need rescuing; Christ because He’s the promised, long-anticipated King whose kingdom won’t end; Lord because this Savior is God Himself. Veiled in flesh, the Godhead appeared. The Word became flesh and dwelt among us. Jesus didn’t just dip into humanity; He took on our frame fully—learning to walk, growing tired, grieving, feeling anxiety—yet without sin. Why this way? Because Rome wasn’t our deepest bondage; sin and death were. Only God made like us could die as us and break the power that held us. Hebrews 2 says He shared flesh and blood “that through death He might destroy the one who has the power of death.” He is the true and better Passover Lamb—unblemished, crucified, declaring “It is finished,” buried, and risen—bringing light and life, healing in His wings. That’s why we sing: born that we no more may die. Many of us feel like heaven is a locked vault with a combination we could never learn. But the announcement that night was this: the vault has been opened from the inside. The Treasure Himself has come to us to lavish riches we don’t deserve—grace upon grace.