As it relates to my high school basketball career, I was born at the right time, in the right place, and to the right parents.
I was born at the right time. The high school I graduated from has won exactly 3 state championships in basketball: 1989, 1991, 1992. These were my freshman, junior, and senior years in high school. What a time to be a student there!
I was born in the right place. The surrounding towns of Dewey and Copan have never won a single title in boys basketball, while Bartlesville High School (where I went) has won the 3 mentioned above.
I was born to the right parents. At one time my dad was a coach, and both my parents had a love for sports and passed on helpful genetics to help me compete. In both nurture and nature, I was born a blessed man.
Right time. Right place. Right parents.
Now you might think I am sharing this as some kind of a flex … so let me balance this with another perspective. When it came to the talent on those championship teams, I was a contributor, a role player, but not in any way a star. My basketball career is defined by being in the right place at the right time to be able to play alongside Mike, Raymond, Tommy, Aaron, Jerome, and Gerard. Those guys are Bartlesville basketball royalty. And, I got to play for hall of fame coaches. I was certainly a lesser player defined by their greatness on the court.
In Luke 2:1-7, we have the biblical, historical account of the birth of Jesus Christ. In this account, we see that Jesus was born at the right time – when Daniel’s prophetic clock had predicted (Daniel 9). Jesus was also born in the the right place – in Bethlehem where Micah’s prophecy had said He would be born (Micah 5). And to the right parents – descendants of David, just as the promise of 2 Samuel 7 had indicated.
Right time. Right place. Right parents. To be the champion (or better, SAVIOR) of the world!
But there is something else we need to see. When Jesus was born, He was born into poverty, laid in an animal’s feeding trough, and amid some controversy (what child IS this anyway?) On the day Jesus was born, He appeared small and insignificant, all the while 2,500 miles away in Rome, sat a man on a throne who suggested he was a god, and the son of a god, and had created a “lasting” peace (the Pax Romana) on earth. This man on the throne was Augustus Caesar, and he appeared “greater” in the moments leading up to Jesus’ birth. BUT …
Here we sit, 2,000 years later, and who is the true Star and who is the role player in the story? We know who Augustus is because of Jesus Christ! Though Augustus seemed large and in charge in the moment, he is but a statistical referent compared to Jesus. Augustus was a short-lived king offering a temporary peace, but Jesus is the eternal King of Kings offering an Edenic Kingdom that would know no end.
In the end, all our stories find their meaning as they connect to Jesus Christ. He is the Hall of Fame, we are the lesser.
This Sunday morning, December 21 at Wildwood Community Church in our 8:30, 9:45, and 11:00 services, we will look at Luke 2:1-7 together in part 4 of our “Christmas Morning” sermon series. We will worship together, look at the right time, place, and parentage of Jesus birth as we remember what He has done for us, then conclude with our worship team’s annual musical gift to the congregation – “Carol of The Bells.” Can’t wait for Sunday Morning. What a great time, place, and group to gather with as we worship Him together. See you then, and bring friends!









