The Audacity of God

As is in Genesis, God stood on the platform of nothing Miracle after Miracle, orchestrating a drama transpired With audacity, He spoke heaven and earth into being On the seventh day, resting, not because He was tired With loving hands, God molded the clay to form man As wings covered the eyes of Cherubim and Seraphim Angels marveled at the execution of such a spectral plan For He declared that in His image, He would create him Adam, disobedient and defiant, fell into spiritual despair Forty-two generations, a child was born, a mediator From heaven, the living word, the angels would declare The mission was fore-ordained by an all-knowing Creator The inhabitants stood in silence, too meek to intervene A holy emissary came to abort a catastrophic disaster Witnessing the Birth of a prodigy, they had not seen For a season and a reason to abort Satan's reign of terror Had the Savior not made his entrance, what of man's soul The Father pitied the groan of man and decided to redeem With audacity, He loved the world and wouldn't abort his role At Christmas, all believers hold Christ's Birth in high esteem