Why Did He Do It?

A friend sent me this. I'm posting it while honoring her request for anonymity.

A happy Christmas season to you all.

I was just thinking the other day, why did He do it? Why did the Son of God go through being born here? And then I thought. . .

Imagine Heaven. A place brimming over with goodness, rightness, satisfaction. Not a pain or an anxiety to be found anywhere. Nobody mad at anybody else. Everybody knows who they are, and why they are alive; and they are so, so glad about it.

Now think about earth. Think about the worry, the fear, the injustice that characterize the human condition. Think about the fact that even the most well-meaning human actions often result in misunderstanding and conflict. Whenever someone does manage to do or say something noble, caring and redemptive, it gets swallowed up the next minute by gossip, selfishness and ill will.

Now think about God. Why, why would God the Son choose to spend 33 years here, given His heavenly alternative?

There is only one answer, really. He did it for love. He did it exactly because we ARE here. Coming here was the only way He could take us back with Him to His own home. He came to save us from our sins and from ourselves, and to end our isolation from Him. And that is what He did - and it’s what He is still doing.