In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it. There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. This man came for a witness, to bear witness of the Light, that all through him might believe. He was not that Light, but was sent to bear witness of that Light. That was the true Light which gives light to every man coming into the world. He was in the world, and the world was made through Him, and the world did not know Him. He came to His own, and His own did not receive Him. But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe in His name: who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God. And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth.
For some reason, when I think of scriptures that remind me of Christmas, John 1 comes to mind. I love the part where it says, “The Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory”. According to Webster’s Beheld means to behold or “to perceive through sight or apprehension : see : to gaze upon : observe.” I have tasted what the “glory” feels like but I wonder what the “glory” looked like or looks like. Historians tell us that Jesus was not an extremely attractive person; not someone we would be physically drawn to. Yet, we know He had glory on Him, enough to behold. We are suppose to be His image bearers…created in the image of God; conformed to the image of Christ. Should others be able to behold the glory of God in us? Do we behold the glory of God in each other?