As we hear the old familiar carols and recount the Savior’s humble birth, I try to recall where I was that day, where we all were, I suppose. Can you remember?
“And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men” (Luke 2:13-14). On that night, we were there, a part of the greatest chorus of heaven ever to part the veil. Can you remember how you felt? Such a grand event and such outpouring of emotion that you’d think that the Savior had already passed through Gethsemane and risen triumphantly from the tomb, but in reality, a tiny and fragile infant was born.
We had such unwavering confidence in the character of that child, that we knew our Father’s plan was as good as accomplished when He was born into the world. Our faith and trust had developed over eons of time while watching Him and interacting with Him. We knew who He was. We knew what He was capable of. We knew His love for us, and we loved Him. Maybe there had been times we felt unsteady in our own steps, but we knew there was One in whom we could always place our trust. We knew Jesus Christ.
We knew as he entered this world that he absolutely would accomplish his mission. We knew that we could be washed clean of our sins because of His mercy. We knew that because of Him we might lay claim on all of our Father’s blessings. We had something beyond faith at that time; we had absolute and unwavering confidence in Jesus Christ, because we knew Him.
This Christmas season, we remember that night, His birth, and our rejoicing at the implications. Though now handicapped with a veil of forgetfulness, through the power of the Holy Ghost, I know some things to be true. I know that we are children of God, and that Jesus is the Christ. I love them and seek to regain that relationship we all had.
In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.