Away in a manger, no crib for a bed;
the little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them. Luke 2.6-7 NIV
When I was a little girl, Away in the Manger and Silent Night were my favorite Christmas songs. We sang them every year during our annual Christmas pageants. I remember them, having been a member of the angelic choir most of those years. It was our job to sing and sing we did.
Jesus was born in a stable with not so much as a bed to lie on. The humble beginnings of our Lord’s life remind us that we are to be humble and thankful for what we have been blessed with. The true meaning of Christmas is reflected so poetically in the story of Jesus’ birth that we cannot help but find ourselves grateful for all that was given to us on that day.
The song, or Christmas lullaby as I like to refer to it, describes how when Jesus wakes, he does not cry nor does he make a sound. Granted, he probably only cried when he was hungry or his cloth diaper needed changing…and probably when he got sick. I sometimes wonder if Jesus ever suffered from a head cold….
Anyway, back on point:
The day he was born was a day of rejoicing. The babe who lay in the straw was no ordinary child – like you and me and yet unlike at the same time – He was the Savior of men!
The last verse of the song is a prayer, asking God to stay beside us, to lead us and to eventually take us Home with him.
How often is that your prayer? How often to seek out his guidance and companionship in this life? How does this carol affect you? Does it reflect the love of Christ? Why do you think God chose this place for his Son to be born, rather than a comfortable room in a castle somewhere?