From
The God Who Intervenes:
My heart was racing as I approached the bully slowly, and awkwardly. As I approached, he began to scoff at me, taunting me to make the first move . . . but then we were interrupted by the sound of a man's voice. The crowd, which had assembled quickly, scattered as a man approached, summoning me forward, and ordering the rest of the kids to go home.
It was my father. How he knew what was going to take place, I'll never know. My father intervened in a volatile situation and quickly restored the peace.
Interference can be a good thing; especially if the one who is interfering knows better than we do. Interference can be a good thing if the one interfering has abilities that we lack to remedy a problem.
Christmas is the story of God's intervention in human history. Granted, God had intervened many times before and has intervened many times since, but at Christmas there is a uniqueness to His intervention: God becomes one of us in the birth of baby Jesus.
Excerpt taken from
The God Who Intervenes by Reverend Bryn MacPhail.
