8 Now there were in the same country shepherds living out in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. 9 And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid. 10 Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. 11 For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. Luke 2:8-11 NKJV It has often been said during the Christmas season that wise men still seek him. There are many Christmas songs that speak of the three Magi who came to pay their respect to the newborn King of the Jews. Every nativity scene features these powerful noblemen from an ancient land with their majestic robes and expensive gifts. Less prominent and often overlooked are the lowly shepherds who also received the good news and gathered round the manager to worship the infant Christ. It is no coincidence that when God the Father chose to announce the birth of His precious son to the world, He did not do so in the hallowed temple or the royal palace. It was not to the Pharisees in their priestly robes, nor to Herod in all his pomp that the Angels appeared to make their glorious proclamation. It was to shepherds that the Angels came; simple men of the earth, well acquainted with the wind and rain and change of the seasons. Men who were much more at home laying their head on a rock and making their bed in the hay and stubble than dwelling in the fine surroundings to which kings and scholars were accustomed. Men whose character had been shaped by long nights under the stars with nothing but the bleating of ewes and lambs to keep them company. Men who lived on the fringes of society and were looked down on the by the high and mighty with scorn and derision. Men who were also quietly longing for the coming Messiah as they lived their lives in obscurity far from the crowds. This Christmas let us remember the Shepherds. Let us be thankful for a God who reveals himself not just to those with position and prestige but to the meek and lowly as well. I’m thankful that there are still those who spend the bulk of their lives in the wild and lonely places of this world, learning the lessons that can only be learned there. I’m thankful for a Savior who spent much of His time in the wilderness out of the limelight, and longs to meet us there. Yes, wise men do still seek Him, and shepherds still worship Him as well.