Thought for the month If only I were a goose…...
Why Jesus, why come as a man? Christianity as a religion is a good way to live, has a great moral and ethical
code but why Jesus why? Why? Why? What a funny kind of God Christianity put forward. What kind of God is
it that leaves Heaven, abandons all that power and might ‐ and comes to us as a tiny new born baby? A human
child, the most helpless and vulnerable of all creatures. Why would God do that? Not a bad question to be
thinking of at this time of year. It’s the kind of question that comes up at Alpha again and again.
I heard a story years ago which I think speaks into this question.
Once long ago, there was a man who didn't believe in God. When his wife and children left for the Christmas
family nativity at church one snowy Christmas Eve, he shook his head and muttered "that story is complete
nonsense! Why would God, the Supreme Being, the creator of everything lower Himself to come to Earth as a
man? It's ridiculous!"
Shortly after his family had left, the winds grew stronger and the snowfall turned into a first‐class blizzard. As
the man gazed out the window, all he could see was swirling snow. So he put more logs on the fire and settled
down to enjoy the evening with a good book. But then he heard a loud thump. Something had hit the window
and then he heard another thump. He went outside to see what could have been making the sounds. In the
field near his house, was a flock of wild geese. Apparently they'd been flying south for the winter when they
got caught in the snowstorm and couldn't go on. They were lost and stranded, with no food or shelter. They
just flapped their wings and flew around the field in low circles, blindly and aimlessly. Several of them had
flown into his window and were injured. The man felt sorry for the geese and wanted to help them. He had a
warm barn that would make a safe refuge for them until the storm passed. So he walked out to the barn and
opened the doors wide ‐ hoping they'd notice and fly inside. But the geese just fluttered around and didn't
seem to see the barn at all. The man tried to get their attention, but that just seemed to scare them and they
moved further away. So he went and got some bread and made a trail of breadcrumbs leading to the barn, but
the geese still didn't catch on. Now he was getting frustrated.
He got behind them and tried to shoo the geese toward the barn, but they only got more scared and scattered
in every direction except, of course, toward the barn. Nothing he did could get them to go into the barn where
they would be warm and safe. He was about to give up when he thought to himself ‐ "If only I were a goose,
then I could save them. They would understand that I was trying to help them."
Then he had an idea. He went into the barn and got one of his own geese. Once he was behind the flock of
wild geese, he released his goose who immediately flew through the flock and straight into the barn ‐ and one
by one every one of the wild geese followed.
The man thought about what had just happened. The geese needed another goose to save them ‐ they could
trust another goose ‐ they could understand another goose ‐ but not a human being.
He thought back to his earlier remarks when his wife and children had left for church: "Why would God want
to be like us? It's ridiculous."
Suddenly it all made sense. We were like the geese ‐ blind, lost, and stumbling around. So God became like us
so that we could trust God, and understand just how much God loved us and wanted to save us. That was the
meaning of Christmas! As the winds and snow died down, the man's soul became quiet and filled with a peace
he'd never known before ‐ years of doubt and disbelief vanished like the passing storm and he spoke his first
prayer since he'd been a child, "Thank you, God, for coming as a man
to lead me out of the storm!"
What an amazing God, to give up everything and become a man
(Philippians 2v6‐11) to lead me, us, everyone who trusts him back to
This is a God worth shouting about. Worth sharing.
Have a great Christmas everyone.