“Come they told me
A new born king to see
Our finest gifts we bring
To lay before the king
So to honor him
When we come
Little baby
I am a poor boy too
I have no gift to bring
That’s fit to give our King
Shall I play for you?
Mary nodded
The ox and lamb kept time
I played my drum for Him
I played my best for Him
Then he smiled at me
Me and my drum.”
In this life, we are all little drummer boys (or
girls). Each day we live, each step we
take, decision we make, and breath we draw; the rhythm of our life is being
played. The song of our soul poured out on
our drum. This instrument of life (the ability
to live) God gave to us, and we play on it as we see fit. In living, by extension, God’s grace has also
gifted to us the precious gift of choice.
Within that choice we have the ability to choose whom we would serve; ourselves
and the devil, or the God that loves us.
This choice was bought for us; bought by God’s own Son on a cross. This man, Jesus Christ, left the hallowed
halls of heaven and was born in a manger to a Virgin Mary. He came and dwelled among the forsaken,
rejected, wretched, and poor. He lived
this life sanctified to God and then sanctified Himself on a cross so that we might be sanctified. God’s amazing grace was embodied in Jesus
Christ. The Savior of the world, the
Lamb that was slain, the little baby born in a manager. He brought and brought a way out of sin for
you and me. We come into this world
carnal, wretched, needy, and sinful; but Christ our Savior has made a way that
we might have life in this life and have it more abundant. There is now a choice to every man, you can
live for yourself (your desires, your wishes, your ambitions) or you can live
for him. You can play your song of life
to honor your own selfish desires, or you can play for the King who gave His
life so that you MIGHT serve him. He
bleed for you, died for you……Jesus loved you so much that he was willing to
bleed for your chance at spiritual life.
Willing to sacrifice himself so that we can have this gift of choice. “When I think of how he came so far from
glory, came and dwelled among the lowly such as I. To suffer shame and such disgrace, and on
Mount Calvary take my place. Then I ask
myself a question. Who am I?”
We have one life to live. One song to play. There is no gift we can bring to honor the
King. “I am a poor boy too, and I have no gift to bring that’s fit to give
our King.” However, this life, this
time on earth, that God has given to us to be stewards of. We are drummers playing for whom we choose. Let us play our drum for Him and play our
best for Him. Him who left heaven, was
born in a manager, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords who became a servant to
all and suffered on a cross; resurrected on the third day a conquering Lord
giving unto us the gift of salvation.
The gift of choice. Let us play
for Him. The King who made a manger his
throne, and rewrote eternal law with His own blood.
“That he would grant
unto us, that we being delivered out of the hand of our enemies might serve him
without fear. In holiness and
righteousness before him, all the days of our life.” – Luke 1: 74-75
(lyrics at top: Little
Drummer Boy, adapted)
