I have been contemplating this word for the last few days. I have not been able to move forward. I am challenged. I am calmed. I am in awe of the very idea of Immanuel. Not just then, but now. Right now.
Behold, the virgin shall become pregnant and give birth to a Son, and they shall call His name Emmanuel—which, when translated, means, God with us. [Amplified]
The Hebrew translation looks like this: עִמָּ֫נוּאֵ֫ל
The Greek like this: Ἐμμανουήλ
It’s a description, not a first name. It’s a state of being. It’s a promise. It’s a reality, whether a person believes it or not. It’s like gravity: exists.
God is with us. God with us. God–Us. God.
Immanuel sung by Steve Green and accompanied by Michael Card.