Modern Christmas has trained us to see the incarnation as gentle, warm, and safe. Soft lighting. Muted colors. Calm animals. A quiet baby. A serene mother. A stoic father.
It is peaceful.
It is comforting.
It is sentimental.
And it is deeply misleading.
The incarnation was not designed to make us feel cozy. It was an act of divine humiliation, cosmic confrontation, and redemptive necessity. If Christmas feels harmless, it is because we have forgotten why Christ came at all.
The Lie of “Gentle Jesus, Meek and Mild”
Sentimentality thrives on selective memory.
It keeps the baby but ignores the reason for His birth. It loves the manger but avoids the cross. It celebrates humility while denying authority.
Scripture does not allow this separation.
Christ was not born into a neutral world that merely needed inspiration. He entered a world already under judgment—one enslaved to sin, death, and the dominion of darkness.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” (John 1:5)
Darkness is not a metaphor here. It is a condition.
And light does not negotiate with darkness. It confronts it.
God Did Not Become Man Because Things Were Going Well
The incarnation is an admission—on God’s terms—of humanity’s complete inability to save itself.
Christ did not come because mankind was confused.
He came because mankind was dead.
“And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you once walked…” (Ephesians 2:1)
Dead men do not need encouragement.
They need resurrection.
A sentimental Christmas imagines Jesus arriving to improve us.
The biblical Christmas proclaims Jesus arriving to replace us.
The Humiliation of God
Philippians 2 shatters any attempt to make the incarnation cute.
“Though He was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied Himself…” (Philippians 2:6–7)
This was not an aesthetic choice.
It was condescension.
The Creator entered creation.
The infinite took on limitation.
The Holy One stepped into a cursed world, bound by time, hunger, pain, and eventually death.
There is nothing sentimental about that.
Christmas is not God playing dress-up.
It is God preparing Himself for execution.
The Manger Already Points to the Cross
From the moment Christ was born, the trajectory of His life was fixed.
- A borrowed place to sleep
- A life of rejection
- A ministry misunderstood
- A death decreed before His first breath
Herod’s rage was not incidental. It was instinctive. Kings recognize threats.
Christmas is not peaceful because the world welcomed Christ—it is peaceful because God sovereignly advanced His plan in the midst of hostility.
The shadow of the cross already falls across the manger.
To preach Christmas without the cross is to preach fiction.
Why Sentimentality Is So Dangerous
Sentimentality dulls the edge of truth.
It allows us to admire Christ without submitting to Him. It lets us celebrate His humility while rejecting His lordship. It comforts us without confronting us.
A sentimental Jesus makes no demands.
A biblical Christ demands everything.
This is why secular culture prefers Christmas softened—it can tolerate a baby. It cannot tolerate a King.
Recovering the Weight of Christmas
To recover Christmas, we must recover its gravity.
Christmas announces:
- God has acted decisively in history
- Humanity’s problem is moral, not circumstantial
- Salvation requires blood
- Christ came to conquer sin, not affirm sinners
This is not seasonal cheer.
It is war language.
The incarnation marks the beginning of the end for the serpent, the grave, and the kingdoms of this world.
A Final Word
If Christmas feels small, it is because we have shrunk it.
If it feels sentimental, it is because we have insulated ourselves from its meaning.
But Scripture refuses to let us tame the incarnation.
God became man not to make us comfortable—but to make us alive.
And that truth does not fit neatly inside a snow globe.
“She will bear a son, and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins.” (Matthew 1:21)
That is not sentimental.
That is salvation.
Soli Deo Gloria.
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