John 3:13 No one has ascended to heaven but He who came down from heaven, that is, the Son of Man who is in heaven.
Can you imagine the thoughts Mary and Joseph had looking at their newborn Son in the manger in Bethlehem? Joseph knew he wasn’t the biological father, Mary knew the father was the Father in heaven. What were they thinking? Did they know that their baby was God? I think they came to that conclusion from their Jewish upbringing. To be called God’s Son would be to make Him equal to God. That was the very reasoning the Jewish leaders would use thirty three years later to crucify Him. They came to the conclusion that if He claimed to be God’s Son then Jesus was making a claim to deity. Deity and humanity in a man, that is past our ability to comprehend. Jesus shared some of this mystery in today’s verse talking to one of the Jewish leaders. Here are Augustine’s comments on today’s verse.
“And He goes on: “And no man hath ascended into heaven, but He that came down from heaven, the Son of man who is in heaven.” Behold, He was here, and was also in heaven; was here in His flesh, in heaven by His divinity; yea, everywhere by His divinity. Born of a mother, not quitting the Father. Two nativities of Christ are understood: one divine, the other human: one, that by which we were to be made; the other, that by which we were to be made anew: both marvelous; that without mother, this without father. But because He had taken a body of Adam, — for Mary was of Adam, — and was about to raise that same body again, it was an earthly thing He had said in saying, “Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up.” But this was a heavenly thing, when He said, “Except a man be born again of water and of the Spirit, he shall not see the kingdom of God.”
The mystery that is Christmas has the fragrance of this miracle enmeshed within it. The humanity and deity wrapped in swaddling clothes in an animal stable. Deity cloaked in a human baby, sovereignty concealed in submission, omnipotence shrouded with the weakness of an infant, and omniscience hidden by the crying of a baby. Don’t let the noise of the age crowd out the miracle of Christmas, its more amazing than any of us can begin to know.