Lets vist the Mount of Glory and breathe in God's warmth and love. Here we can feel the mighty power, strength, and wealth in the lowly heart of our loving God. Lets visit the night of our Saviour's birth, look back to the manger scene, and receive fresh again the great love that God has for us.

Caesar Agustus, emperor of Rome, had declared that a census be taken of the inhabitants of the land. The decree went out to every city and town in the Roman empire. Absolutely, everyone had to register! No one was excused.


The roads were crowded and busy with travelers going to the different towns where their family register was kept. In the midst of these travelers were Joseph and his wife, Mary, who was with child. (How difficult this journey must have been for her because it was almost time for the baby to be born.) They were on their way to Bethlehem, the city of David, to register because they were of the family and lineage of David.


While they were in Bethlehem to register for the census, the time came for Mary to give birth. What an awesome moment! The Ancient of Days becomes a child of time. The Bread of Life is born in a town whose name means "house of bread." The little town of Bethlehem was not a very significant place; yet, God chose this town as His only Son's birthplace.

Micah 5:2 ~ Luke 2:1-7

Enter with me into the birthplace of ourLord. Can you see what I see? A lowly stable area filled with rank odors, dung and dirt strewned everywhere, animals all around. In a small place of the stable, Mary giving birth to our Savior.

O what glory to be found in a place of such lowliness...a stable for the inn. Holy God was wrapped in cloths and cradled in a manger in Bethlehem because there was no room for Him in the inn. Grace and truth came to us.

Immanuel, God with us...