Pay Him Tribute

The scepter shall not depart from Judah, nor the ruler's staff from between his feet, until tribute comes to him; and to him shall be the obedience of the peoples. — Genesis 49:10

So these words have been heard by followers tracing back thousands of years. It speaks of a tribute that generations before us anticipated but never realized. A promise made by God that would come through a single family lineage that is Judah. It declares that leadership would arise that would echo across time. A leader who was so magnificent that his presence would demand a response from people of all generations. Jesus Christ is this ruler. Jesus, the son of Mary, born in Bethlehem, from the lineage of David, a descendant of Judah.

Now while those before Jesus only anticipated this future, we have the pleasure of living in it and knowing it. It was Jesus who 2000 years ago led the cry and charge of our reconciliation. In his birth, through his death, and by his resurrection, he reunites humanity with God. As a result, we should sing louder and pay tribute heard across the generational divide.

So give a shout to God today. Shout a tribute to his name. Be proud of what he has done in the birth, life, and death of Jesus. His life was a tribute, and the culmination of a promise made by God to us. This is a reason to proclaim it’s Christmas!

ASK THIS: Are you shouting tributes to the tribute?

DO THIS: Sing to his name.

PRAY THIS: God, I celebrate Jesus and our redemption.

PLAY THIS: A Christmas Medley.

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Ralph Hatchel

Thank you.

David Josker

God, I celebrate Jesus and our redemption. Thank you for all you have done.


In the mood and manner I am now I can only hear, “see”, and think of Jesus and His tribute. I raise my hands and shout. I fall on my face and softly weep as I feel so humbled I am almost physically unable to remain upright. And ALL THOSE TROUBLES that I bemoan on near every other day…. they are forgotten. Gone. Of no concern. And I care bot about even rising up. I feel totally content to lay on my face and look upon God with/in my spirit. Time stops. I have no cares. Amen. Praise God. Thank you Jesus. However I must rise and go make a living for my family. But I shall carry this today and pass it to others. That is my hope for this day. Merry Christmas.

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