Micah 5:2-5

2 "But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from of old, from ancient times." 3 Therefore Israel will be abandoned until the time when she who is in labor gives birth and the rest of his brothers return to join the Israelites. 4 He will stand and shepherd his flock in the strength of the LORD, in the majesty of the name of the LORD his God. And they will live securely, for then his greatness will reach to the ends of the earth. 5 And he will be their peace.

The creator of all things came into the world in the smallest of places: Bethlehem, a backwater town in the middle of nowhere. The Ancient of Days, came to a working-class carpenter and his teenage bride-to-be, people of no great importance or stature. He showed himself first to shepherds, men of no real social standing, with the smell of the field on them. His first night was spent in a feeding trough.

He wrapped Himself in the fragile, mortal flesh of a baby. Christ came in the weakest, most vulnerable form imaginable. What a beautiful contradiction. As we reflect on His birth, may it continually remind us that He can take the smallest of things and make them great; He can take the weakest of things and make them strong.