I never noticed or thought it important who the angels chose to tell about Jesus' birth. They didn't go to the ones with influence: the kings, the governors, the warriors, or the religious leaders of the day. They went to the shepherds: the ones with the menial jobs and the ones doing it well. Along with this story in Luke 2, I've been reading the story of Moses and the Israelites. Moses’ whole life was spent shepherding; first, flocks of sheep, then, the nation of Israel. As I’ve dwelt on these two stories, God has continued to speak to me about how He is the good shepherd and how seeing more deeply into His shepherd’s heart equips me to live a lifestyle of shepherding.
Author: Taylor Abigail
I went to Israel in May and I'm still untangling how it changed me. When we landed back in the States, one of our group members said, "It's like we just time traveled." Our flight from Newark, NJ to Tel Aviv, Israel was ten hours and we were met with a 7 hour time difference. For ten days we were at least one day ahead of the Western world, but centuries behind in history.
One of the most detrimental things we can do to our spiritual life is to think it's all about salvation. What I mean is staying in the idea that Heaven is on the way once we've said the prayer, therefore, this life is rather inconsequential. I'm not about to go into explaining what Paul has to say about the proper response to our salvation and grace. I want to talk about how the salvation of our souls is only one cog in a much larger machine.
Salvation is just the first step in this adventure.