Only a Baby

Only a baby? You got to be joking! This little thing!?! This tiny being!?! A little baby!?! This is the one to be my Saviour!?! He, will give me, life eternally? Hmmm, this is stretching me! I got to be crazy to swallow this story. A big man like me; rescued by a baby; smelling of cattle and poultry. I must admit, his parents look ok; but, He ain’t got no muscle; My Redeemer!?! He never had a cold, flue, mumps, nor measles. He’s totally helpless; in swaddling clothing, lodged in a manger; He can’t tell left from right; black, from white; safety, from danger. How can He save me from my sins? He ain’t know how many I got; I’ve been sinning so long; I would not even give me another shot. I’ve stolen, cheated, hated, lusted, lied and fornicated frequently; What can this baby do, to make me change my ways, repentantly? I only know the ways of the world; the streets are my daily beat; What can this little baby do to help me, to make my ends meet? This big man got a wife and children; I got to take home cheese; I’m frustrated; if this little baby can be of any help; tell me please. My life, children, and wife cause much pressure; and I confess, stress; Will the little being have enough peace to add comfort to my distress? I heard people say that the baby is King of Kings; and Lord of Lords; It’s hard to believe; seems almost completely absurd. I’m lost for words. The prophets said He will be as amazing, as the Good book prophesy; I’m starting to believe; will He change me; so I can also testify? I’m putting my ego and pompous attitude aside; got to be humble; And give reverence to the New-born king; though only a swaddling bundle. The ‘little baby’ did it: humbled Himself and became as a lowly man; To live as we live; feel, what we felt – yet, function, as the Divine Son. He made the supreme sacrifice: gave up every divine privilege, for us all; For our redemption sake – Salvation and life eternal; even after the “Fall.” End By: Dion Penville