How many of us were glued to our TVs, the internet or some other news source yesterday awaiting the news of the royal baby?
I have my hand raised. I was there too. I was so excited. Excited for the young parents, excited for the pomp and the tradition. I get caught up in that stuff. I love tradition and I love celebration.
On my way home yesterday, listening to the radio, I got a little choked up though.
Suddenly it hit me. Katherine and William were not the only ones celebrating a birth yesterday.
There was a baby born today. A baby whose blood is royal. A baby whose parents and grandparents were excited. A baby who was celebrated. But this baby wasn't born in London in a hospital surrounded by private doctors or nurses. This baby may have been born in a hut or a one-room house. It may have been born at a government hospital where supplies are scarce or non-existent.
This baby is also a blessing and this baby is also royal. Not because of the blood that runs through his veins, but because of the blood that was shed for him.
But when the time had fully come, God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under law, to redeem those under law, that we might receive the full rights of sons. So you are no longer a slave, but a son; and since you are a son, God has made you also an heir.Galatians 4:4-5,7
That baby born in rural Uganda is an heir. An heir of the King of Kings. He will not have men in traditional garb give him a salute with guns or have a town crier announce his arrival. He will not come home to a beautiful and very expensive nursery. He may not even have a bed. His mother may be very scared about how she is going to care for him and his father may be terrified about how he is going to provide for him.
But nevertheless, there was a celebration. Because all life, no matter how dirty the beginning, is precious and all life is worth it.
For God so loved the world, that he gave his one and only Son....John 3:16a
And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.Matthew 6:28-32
I love to think about that. The fact that God loves all of us and He sees all of us. He sees our need and He sees our worry. He sees that young mother in rural Uganda who gave birth yesterday. He rejoices with her and He also sees her pain and hears her cries. He knows her worry. And He is excited about her prince.
**My dear friend Amy is serving the women and children of Uganda. Please visit her facebook page, or her website to learn more.