The Invasion had been planned for centuries.
The evil Prince had rebelled against his Sovereign King and delighted in using lies and deceptions to torment the people of his former Sovereign. He sneered at his captives. He mocked how they were powerless to resist his temptations. They were his slaves now and served only him in his kingdom of darkness.
Yet, these prisoners yearned for freedom. Their only hope lay in the long-anticipated Invasion. They prayed. They passed along stories of their King. They sang songs of deliverance. They just didn’t know when to expect their promised Deliverer — or how he would come.
But the Invasion did come.
The Sovereign King’s plan to set His people free involved a rather unorthodox strategy. His Invasion would entail a clandestine landing behind enemy lines in the most unlikely of places and in the most mysterious of manners. He would lead the attack. His reality, however, would be clothed in humanity as He arrived in the disguise of one of His people.
It should not have been a surprise.
His General Gabriel announced it nine months earlier. When the time came, the heavens heralded the Invasion with the sound of trumpets and shouts of Gloria and In Excelsis Deo.
And rightly so.
This warrior King may have arrived as an infant, but when He returned to His throne thirty-three years later, His people were free at last, free from the fear of death, and free to serve. And today, some 2,000 years later, His arrival is still celebrated throughout His kingdom.
And it all began with an Invasion — in a small backwater town called Bethlehem.
“Now all this took place to fulfill what was spoken by the Lord through the prophet: See, the virgin will become pregnant and give birth to a son, and they will name him Immanuel, which is translated “God is with us.” Matthew 1:22-23
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