Tis the Season.
To shop.
To spend.
To travel.
To forget our lives of quiet desperation.
Mr. Thoreau searched diligently for hope, yet it is said he believed that most men go to the grave without ever finding their song.
But, even old, worn-out Santa Claus brought hope and fun to a war-ravaged world in the 1940’s. Our family had almost NO “purchased-in-a-store” presents, but the junk bicycle Daddy found and restored for my 10th Christmas was better than gold to me. Mother always told us that “Santa Claus is the spirit of Christmas and love.” Hummm. Sounds okay to me!
Regardless of serpents and lies and a fallen world, I happen to know that HOPE lives.
Hope. And Love. Forgiveness. Absolute completeness. Our Song of songs is alive and well today.
Because on that holy and glorious morning of mornings, Jesus Christ gave HOPE and LIFE to a lost and hopeless world when He became man and lived among us.
AND, without CHRISTmas and the birth of the Son of Man, there would be no Easter morning.
I am tired this year…physically. It’s been a difficult year. Not bad, just difficult. Yet, because the Messiah came, we MUST celebrate.
Christmas is in my heart.
Christmas is on our hill.
Christmas is on this blog.
So far as I can tell, Truth has not been totally eradicated and most churches continue to remember the birth of the Savior in special events and celebrations and children’s pageants and Advent candles during December each year. We, as God’s wayward children will continue to shout Alleluias and Hosanna in the Highest and Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD.
For a few days during December, these pages will also shout the news that Jesus Christ was born in a stable. For a few days, we will prepare our hearts anew to welcome the birth of the King of kings and the Lord of lords. We will pray for each other and for our communities and for our nation. We will seek God’s face and we will BE love to each other. We will be a witness for the King.
Please join me for a few minutes during this hectic and sometimes hopeless season –
To find a quiet place in our hearts
To worship our high and Holy Father
To renew our joy
To prepare ONCE AGAIN, to welcome His Advent
To celebrate HOPE.
Merry Christmas,
Liz
HOPE YOU ARE FEELING BETTER.YOU'RE ALWAYS
ReplyDeleteTELLING ME TO TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND THINGS
WILL WORK OUT. I'M SORRY YOU'VE FELT BAD LATELT,
BUT I WAS READING ONE OF MAX LUCADO'S SHORT
STORIES ONE DAY ABOUT JESUS ALWAYS BEING WITH
US.I THINK TOO MANY TIMES WE FORGET THAT HE
TRAVELED DOWN THE SAME ROAD WE EITHER HAVE
GONE DOWN ,ARE GOING DOWN , OR WE WILL GO
DOWN.HE WALKED WHERE WE WALKED AND ARE
WALKING,HE WILL NEVER LEAVEYOU.WE WATCHEDTHE LAST PART OF THE [THE LORD OF THE RINGS] IT WAS THE RETURN OF THE KING WHERE EVVERYTHING
IS RESTORED BACK TO THE WAY IT SHOULD BE.
ESPECIALLY WITH GOD.DON'T GIVE UP ,GOD IS RIGHT
BY YOUR SIDE AND YOU 'LL GET THROUGH WHATEVER
YOU HAVETO.
MELINDA
Thank you friend for the much needed reminder. I turned the calendar page to December and felt my heart start to race. In the midst of the busyness I need to find a quiet place and worship - to quiet my heart and seek Him. Thank you.
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