A number of years ago a remarkable Christian Christmas card was published by the title ‘If Christ had not come‘. It was based on the Savior’s own words, ‘If I had not come,’ in John 15:22. The card pictured a minister falling asleep in his study on Christmas morning and then dreaming of a world in which Jesus had never come.
In his dream, he saw himself walking through his house, but as he looked, he saw no stockings hung on the chimney, no Christmas tree, no wreaths of holly, and no Christ to comfort and gladden hearts or to save us. He then walked onto the street outside, but there was no church with its spire pointing toward heaven. And when he came back and sat down in his library, he realized every book about our Savior had disappeared.
The minister dreamed the doorbell rang and that a messenger asked him to visit a friend’s poor dying mother. He reached her home, and as his friend sat and wept, he said, ‘I have something here that will comfort you.’ He opened his Bible to look for a familiar promise, but it ended with Malachi. There was no gospel and no promise of hope and salvation, and all he could do was bow his head and weep with his friend and his mother in bitter despair.
Two days later he stood at her coffin and conducted her funeral service, but there was no message of comfort, no words of a glorious resurrection, and no thought of a mansion awaiting her in heaven. There was only ‘dust to dust’ and ‘ashes to ashes,’ and one long, eternal farewell. Finally he realized that Christ Had Not Come, and burst into tears, weeping bitterly in his sorrowful dream.
Then suddenly he awoke with a start, and a great shout of joy and praise burst forth from his lips as he heard his choir singing these words in his church nearby:
O come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Come and behold Him, born the King of angels, O come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord!”
From “Streams In the Desert” by L.B Cowman