What Child is This?

Posted by: Duane Hiatt in Commentaries Add comments

For a cineminute of Duane performing this weeks post, click here.


What child is this? In this beloved Christmas carol we place ourselves alongside the shepherds, and the wise men, who came later, as we worship and adore the newborn king even the Savior of all people, the Lord Jesus Christ. What child is this they asked in awestruck wonder.

With all due reverence to the Lord, we might ask the same of every newborn child. Each one is a miracle. This little princess is not yet one full day old, and already her mind and intellect are gathering and processing information at a speed that compared to adults is a race between an oxcart and a jet plane. She will learn as much in the first eight years as she will the rest of her life.

She will discern and fashion language, ideas, inspirations, and insight and she will sense the good and the beautiful by the Spirit of Christ in her heart and mind.

Her mouth will fashion words, and her heart will help her choose words that will lift and inspire those around her. She will sing for joy, and sometimes for sadness.

Her lips will kiss away sorrows and express her love.

Her ears already hear with delicate precision. They will revel in the call of birds, bubbling brooks, words of poetry and inspiration. She will love hearing truth and goodness spoken

Her feet and the rest of her body are miracles of engineering with delicate bones and joints that will monitor and adapt to smooth, slick, and uneven surfaces.

Tightly organized nerves in her toes will continuously send messages to her ears and brain to keep her balanced as she will run, and skip and dance.

Though she is tiny and delicate, pound for pound this little princess is literally as strong as an ox. Her tiny fingers possess a grip so strong that if they clench tight in her sleep, the fingers would break before they released if you tried to force them open..

These hands will grow, and become skilled. She may play music or baseball, paint portraits, dig or in the earth. More importantly, those hands will reach out to the downtrodden, wipe away the tears of the grieving, lift the hands of others who lack strength. They will be the hands of the Christ himself as they do his work. They will fold humbly in prayer to give thanks for his own pierced hands suffered for her and for us.

She will do these things because she will have watched her mother and others who love her. It will be natural for her to do the same. She is our new granddaughter. Our precious present from heaven.

For her and for every child, every person, each of us, the important question is not what child is this, but whose child is this. We are each children of God with a heavenly heritage, and as such, what is our potential? The Christ child grown to manhood said, “What manner of men (and women) ought ye to be? Verily I say even as I am.

Merry Christmas.

For a cineminute of Duane performing this weeks post, click here.


What child is this? In this beloved Christmas carol we place ourselves alongside the shepherds, and the wise men, who came later, as we worship and adore the newborn king even the Savior of all people, the Lord Jesus Christ. What child is this they asked in awestruck wonder.

With all due reverence to the Lord, we might ask the same of every newborn child. Each one is a miracle. This little princess is not yet one full day old, and already her mind and intellect are gathering and processing information at a speed that compared to adults is a race between an oxcart and a jet plane. She will learn as much in the first eight years as she will the rest of her life.

She will discern and fashion language, ideas, inspirations, and insight and she will sense the good and the beautiful by the Spirit of Christ in her heart and mind.

Her mouth will fashion words, and her heart will help her choose words that will lift and inspire those around her. She will sing for joy, and sometimes for sadness.

Her lips will kiss away sorrows and express her love.

Her ears already hear with delicate precision. They will revel in the call of birds, bubbling brooks, words of poetry and inspiration. She will love hearing truth and goodness spoken

Her feet and the rest of her body are miracles of engineering with delicate bones and joints that will monitor and adapt to smooth, slick, and uneven surfaces.

Tightly organized nerves in her toes will continuously send messages to her ears and brain to keep her balanced as she will run, and skip and dance.

Though she is tiny and delicate, pound for pound this little princess is literally as strong as an ox. Her tiny fingers possess a grip so strong that if they clench tight in her sleep, the fingers would break before they released if you tried to force them open..

These hands will grow, and become skilled. She may play music or baseball, paint portraits, dig or in the earth. More importantly, those hands will reach out to the downtrodden, wipe away the tears of the grieving, lift the hands of others who lack strength. They will be the hands of the Christ himself as they do his work. They will fold humbly in prayer to give thanks for his own pierced hands suffered for her and for us.

She will do these things because she will have watched her mother and others who love her. It will be natural for her to do the same. She is our new granddaughter. Our precious present from heaven.

For her and for every child, every person, each of us, the important question is not what child is this, but whose child is this. We are each children of God with a heavenly heritage, and as such, what is our potential? The Christ child grown to manhood said, “What manner of men (and women) ought ye to be? Verily I say even as I am.

Merry Christmas.

Comments are closed.