Kidlets came. Kidlets left. Christmas came. Christmas….???
That is the beyond wonder-filled blessing of Christmas – – – it never truly leaves. The physical presence of relatives, the tree, the decorations, the gifts in fancy packaging, the sugarplums, the carols…
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“And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers; He will crush your head, and you will strike his heel.”~Gen 3:15
Long before the star shone in the sky. Long before Mary chose to accept the LORD’s blessing. Long before prophets stood in a dessert and named Him. Long before any of that, there was the Father’s promise. Imagine – right after His first physical creations – created in His image – had chosen to eat the fruit of the tree that He had requested that they not eat, He made a promise.
HE would be with his children throughout any trials.
HE would be wounded.
HE would stand in the gap – between falsehoods and truth.
HE would crush the falsehood into dust along the way until it would eventually be gone – – – completely.
“…She will give birth to a son and will call him Immanuel (which means ‘God is with us’).” ~Isaiah 7:14
Later some of that dust HE created would swirl around the feet of Our Father’s children and prophets, sting the eyes and make it hard to breathe, but Our Father stood by His promise. He stated it several times. He shouted it the day the angels sang.
“The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel” (which means “God with us”). ~Matthew 1:23
My youngest Grandson gave me a candle for Christmas. A candle he bought with his own money. He was so excited to give it to me that he tried to get me to open that wrapped present several times before Christmas. The more he tried, the more excited I got as well. It means the world to me, and while I don’t like seeing the wax disappear, I breathe in deeply the smell of Love that lingers in the air long after the fire has been blown out.
Our Father works much the same way at Christmas time. The Love doesn’t leave. It just surrounds us in a different way. It blesses us with its presence even when we can’t see it. That’s the way His Love and Truth work. It is just the way the Promise works.
On the Third Day of Christmas, My True Love gave to me…” A promise to always be with me – with us – with all His children in this broken world. [personal image]