The Christmas story is a tale of two kings. King Herod was cunning and ruthless. He built great cities and palaces. He ruled with an iron fist, and no rivalry or disloyalty was allowed. So when the Magi bring word that they were in search of a king, Matthew tells us “King Herod heard this and he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him.” [Matthew 2:3] The Magi left Herod’s opulent palace, with its servants and armed garrisons and set out to find a king. This king was to be born in a stable too small to enter without stooping, laid in a feeding trough for animals, visited not by heads of state, but by common shepherds. Two kings, two kingdoms, two competing visions of greatness. At the heart of one is power and wealth, posturing and intimidation, and at the heart of the other is a dirty manger, an agonizing cross and an empty tomb. Two kingdoms, and our hearts can only be at home in one.
Bible Verse: Matthew 2:6 “But you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means
least among the rulers of Judah; for out of you will come a ruler who will shepherd my
people Israel.”