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12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS 2018: The Promise

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…
But…
Not the …
Promise.

“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. dec 27 2018 b  [personal image]

CHRISTMAS IMMANUEL (6 Days and Counting)

“Later, the LORD sent this message to King Ahaz: 11“Ask the LORD your God for a sign of confirmation, Ahaz. Make it as difficult as you want—as high as heaven or as deep as the place of the dead.”

Wouldn’t you love to receive that message from Poppa GOD? Just ask – anything – – high as heaven – – – or as deep as the place of dead? Hmmm… A prophecy buried within a prophecy. Even before Isaia got to the main point of his visit, he was hinting at its fulfillment. Gotta love every word of a Bible verse. Father’s words are never wasted.

“But the king refused. “No,” he said, “I will not test the LORD like that.”

And there it is. Yupper! Typical human response. Just put a spin on it, so it doesn’t sound like what it is. R-E-B-E-L-L-I-O-N. It is what we do. GOD reaches out. We push back – just a little – mind you. May not be an open rebellion – or even as brash as King Azah, after all, GOD had told him to ask for a sign. Not Azah, he didn’t need “test” GOD. Yet – here he was – – pushing back – – – rejecting what the LORD had told him to do, never-the-less.

“Then Isaiah said, “Listen well, you royal family of David! Isn’t it enough to exhaust human patience? Must you exhaust the patience of my God as well?”

Can you hear the exasperation in Isaiah’s voice? Can you here him biting back all those words that he wanted to say but couldn’t because he was about the LORD’s work right now? I must really becoming adapted to the South, for I can surely hear these words with just a twinge of a drawl clinging to each word.

“All right then, the Lord himself will give you the sign. Look! The virgin will conceive a child! She will give birth to a son and will call him Immanuel (which means ‘God is with us’). By the time this child is old enough to choose what is right and reject what is wrong, he will be eating yogurt and honey. For before the child is that old, the lands of the two kings you fear so much will both be deserted.”~Is 7:10-16

LOOK!

UNDERSTAND!

The glorious impossible happened just as Isaiah prophesied so long ago. A sign was given. A Virgin. A boy-child.

IMMANUEL.

GOD WITH US.

As high as heaven. Deep as the place of the dead.

YESHUA – GOD who is with us – who saves us – who loves us so much that He sent His son to tear the veil between the high heaven and the deep place of the dead. The Son who stands with us in the highest points of our lives to the lowest points of our lives.

Now that is Christmas! That is the reason I get so excited that it is almost here. The Glorious Impossible of Mary – a mother’s love bringing forth the Father’s sign. Mary - mothers love [Akiane artwork/google image]

Because of Christmas #1: Quinky Dink

Several weeks ago, I bought a book. Nothing new there. Hubby has this tendency to pull me a little faster and in another direction if he sees a bookstore before I do. What can I say? I can get lost in a bookstore – not to mention – spend more than a few of those hard earned dollars when I finally find my way to the door.
The book was the new Max Lucado book, Because pf Bethlehem. No surprise there either because I love reading his books. This is one author who tells a story almost as well as I think Rabbi Yeshua must have told his. Did you ever get the feeling that none of Christ’s followers fell asleep listening to his sermons?
“The people who are walking in darkness Have seen a great light, Dwellers in a land of death-shade, Light hath shone upon them.”~Is 9:2download
So much for staying on topic. Where was I? Oh yes, I bought the book. It had a pretty red Christmas tree on the front of it, so I figured after the ugly reality these past few months, I needed a book that would speak faith, hope and love (1 Cor 13:13)a little louder in my earthly ears. It worked.
Eyes blink. Quinky-dink. God wink moment hits.
Guess how many chapters that book has? 12
Guess how many days there are before Advent begins? 12
Guess who is reading a new book for the next 12 days – yupper – THIS GIRL!
When I got up this morning, I wasn’t sure what I direction the day was going to take. There are Christmas presents to make, Christmas cards to work on (since no one has our new address, I really need to send them early) Christmas stockings to embroider, plants to move and replant, dogs to play with, piano to play, books to read, writing to do, grocery shopping – – – however, if I am wise, I enter my war room and start the day right by opening His WORD.
It gives me direction. It reminds me that my Father made me and breathed into my nostrils the breath of life. That His name is Immanuel, ‘God with us’. His WORD echoes his presence by reminding us that He sent his Son; a Son who breathed the same air we breath…walked the rocky paths and stubbed His toes like all of us…loved creation enough to bare the sins of the world that we might have Grace…loves us still by promising to return for us.
It is November 16th, and I’m so thankful for a light in the darkness, a new journey with Immanuel. Can’t wait to see what the light illuminates a long the way.549463691_1280x720

25 NAMES OF CHRISTMAS – IMMANUEL

There are days when darkness sits heavy upon us. It denseness sucks our breath away and gags us with its sinewy, seemingly, impervious ribbons. Snaking tightly – around and around – over and over – until nothing exists except the erratic beating of our heart. Nights widen and light shrinks into just a lighter shade of murkiness made darker by our tears.

  • Schools on lockdown.
  • Lies accepted as truth.
  • Towers built to the skies.
  • Conspiracy theories swirling.
  • Might makes right.
  • History circling round and round and round.

Hosea warned us, but we still have not learned. We still credit our hands, our gifts, our intellect as primary to our success and the success of this muddy world. Towers of Babble are being built again. But because the gates of the Garden are locked shut, the towers will tumble and languages will turn once again to gibberish. The darkness continues to gobble a few more hours of our day.

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“Behold, a virgin will be with child and bear a son, and she will call His name Immanuel. “~ Is 7:14

But in the darkest part of the year – our lives – our times – comes the Christ-mass…the holy-day – that reminds us that “God [is] with us” A time set aside to celebrate the birth of a tiny babe who would serve as a reminder that even in these dark times – this dark world…

God….. is……… with………us.

“Behold the virgin shall conceive, and she shall bear a son, and they shall call his Name Emmanuail, which is translated, ‘Our God is with us’“.~Matt 1:23

Immanuel – Emmanuail – Emmanuel…however you see it or write it or hear it – God is with us.

A child is born.

A son or sun or light – however you see it or write it or hear it – is given. [Is 9:6]

And just for a holy breath – the dark evil of sin recoils sharply and the light cascades over all whose knees are bent, heads bowed and waiting to lift up their eyes from their rock of faith.

Come quickly, Immanuel, come quickly.

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