She was just a rural teenager.
He was just a young carpenter.
Just in love.
Their situation was just like millions before it.
But an angelic announcement made it more than just a betrothal.
More than just a conception.
It was just a census.
And they would arrive to the City of David just a little late.
The crowd in this small town, just outside of Jerusalem, was overflowing.
There just wasn’t any room.
It was just a stable, but it would do.
It was just big enough, and it was out of the cold.
It was just about time, but where would he lay?
This feeding trough was just about right. Fill it with hay.
We’ll just lay him there.
Crying, just like any baby, he was now in the world he had made.
Just two people, alone with God.
It was just a star. But it marked where He lay.
They were just shepherds, but they were his first guests.
The gifts brought from afar, an expression of just how precious this Child is.
Just a silent night…but a night that would divide kingdoms, and families, and history.
They were just 12 ordinary men.
She was just a Samaritan woman.
It was just five barley loaves and two fish.
It was just a tree.
They were just nails.
It is just bread and wine.
Just the ordinary made extraordinary.
-Jay Risner (12.09)