Many years ago, a very unusual Christmas card appeared, which bore a story about a minister who had a dream one Christmas Eve that Jesus had never been born among men to lead them to God. The dream was based on Jesus' words, "If I had not come."
In his dream there was no Christ to comfort, gladden, and save. He walked out into the street, but there was no church to be seen anywhere. He returned to his library, but all the books about the Savior and the church had disappeared.
Then a knock at the door interrupted him: it was a man asking him to visit a dying mother. He took his Bible with him, but on reaching the woman's house he discovered the book contained only the Old Testament. There were no verses he could share from the Gospels offering comfort and hope. He could only weep with the woman in bitter despair.
Two days later he found himself conducting her funeral service, but again there were no promises of heaven, no words of consolation to the mourners, only "dust to dust, ashes to ashes" and one long eternal farewell. This man of God realized then the fullness of "He had not come," and burst into tears in his sorrowful dream.
But suddenly he awoke from the dream and realized it for what it was-just a dream-and a great shout of joy and praise burst from his lips, as he heard his church choir singing in the nearby church:
"O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold Him, born the King of angels,
O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord."
Let us thank God and rejoice today because our Savior HAS come. And let us remember what the angels cried on that gladsome night: "Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people, for unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord" (Luke 2:10-11).
Retold from an account found in Streams in the Desert, compiled by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman,
©1925, Zondervan Publishing House.