The story of Jesus the Christ is a multi-faceted story that because we have heard it so often, perhaps we have become complacent about it. Here you have, the King of Kings, the Lord of Hosts, who was born not in some sort of kingly mansion, not in some beautiful home surrounded by devoted servants, but instead was born in a manger, because there was not room at the Inn. Still, the light of his birth was noted by the Heavens, followed by the wise men, so that they could find Him, pay respect and homage to the King of the Jews and to worship Him and this cosmic event.
We read in Philippians 2:7-8 that: "But made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men: And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross." Jesus was the man who made it clear that he sought no clamor from his flocks that instead, he recognized that his mission was to come to the people, in truth, in love, in scripture, and to testify to that truth, without concern for his own safety, his reputation, or of anything of this world. Jesus the Messiah did not ever assert his ego, or his way, instead he walked that narrow path that gave no quarter to earthly rewards or the temptations of Satan.
The telling message of Jesus the Christ is one that is so often missed by those that see the glory but fail to recognize that He was ever humble, and obedient to the dictates of God, to which He willingly surrendered to Him. This is the simple message which is often misinterpreted by mankind that spends an inordinate amount of time and energy asserting itself one against the other, railing against the system, railing against principalities, but often misunderstanding the very purpose of life to begin with. The race on earth is not to the swift, nor to the strong, but to those who willingly listen and are obedient to the word of God.
The word of God to us, is the exact same words as to those of the Christ himself, and those words are to stop with all the madness, stop with all the uproar, and to by-and-by take the time and consideration to find a still and quiet place so that within you and within that place, in true contriteness of heart you will begin to hear for the very first time, the sweet soothing whisper of God. None of the glory of this world means anything, none of the applause, none of the awards, means a thing at all, if it isn't in accord with the way and that way is the same throughout history, and it is that mystical untrodden path of surrender to God.
There is very little point in chasing after vanities, because you can never catch the wind, but you can catch a ray of sunshine and from that sunshine you can build a pathway to Heaven. Every step to Heaven is a step created by recognizing that the way to God's heart is forged by forgetting yourself and instead working towards helping and aiding others by your actions, by your concern, by your love, and by your care, so that step by step, hand in hand, one will aid the other, and thereby come into God's ineffable unending glory, a glory that only can be discovered by listening and obeying that still, small voice within.