The New Jerusalem
Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”
He said to me: “It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life. He who overcomes will inherit all this, and I will be his God and he will be my son.”
Jesus is the “Light of the World”, the One who’s coming we celebrate this night.
Christmas is not about the baby. Christmas is about the One whose journey of sorrows began from eternity past. Christmas is about a small cry that finally came from the lips of God in a manger to pierce the darkness of this world. Thirty-three years later that small cry would become a deafening Roar from the lips of the Lion of the Tribe of Judah; the God / Man on the Cross as He proclaimed, “It Is Finished” as sin was conquered for all time and eternity.
Four centuries of silence passed between the Old Testament and the New Testament. God had not spoken to His people for 400 years until the deafening silence was broken by the cry of baby.
The first thing a baby does when it leaves the comfort of its womb and enters the world is to cry. But the second thing a baby does after it cries is to weep tears.
The silence of the ages was broken as God cried. The tears of God washed over His small face. The hidden face of God became real to us as God entered the world a newborn babe to live among us (Emmanuel); but with a broken heart.
The baby’s cry says to me, it is enough. No longer must you “Wonder as you Wander” in the night seeking refuge from your pain and wounds. “Come, O Come”, bring your pain and sorrows and your wounds to me.
Those of you who know sorrow are closest to my heart. “Come, O Come”, worship me with your wounds for I have been wounded for you. I am the God who came to be broken for you, the God with a broken heart who comes to make all things new again.
God has said He collects all the tears you shed during your life in a bottle, but what of HIS tears, the tears of God?
Eden had known no tears….no rain from the sky. Eden had only known the light reflected from the face of God. With the first disobedient bite in the Garden of Eden, came the fall of mankind and brought the very first tear of sorrow to the eyes of God. And for the first-time darkness entered the world.
With the passing of time Sin grew worse and covered the earth until the days of Noah. God had collected all the tears of a fallen world that He could stand to hold. And then, the collected tears of a fallen world began to rain down from the face of God and fill the earth.
The fallen people that never cried looked up with fallen eyes in surprise as the tears they had never known washed down their faces. The tears fell from the sky, and so it was that the tears from the broken heart of God washed over the earth.