It is the day before Christmas and all through the house, the kids and I are scurrying to clean it all up in lue of the guests that soon will be here, as momma runs errands and takes care of last minute grocery items......
Ah, the modern day "Night before Christmas" story......
Yesterday, I spend a bit more time in Chapel than I usually do. Now, I am a talkative person when the passion is ignited and the passion was definately ignited yesterday in service. That well laid sermon, which was going to include the components of the story "To the heart of the matter", didn't get told, instead I found myself bringing in all the various distractions that the Christmas holiday brings; bills, toys, shopping, wrapping, anticipation, and the rest.....tying it up in a bow, and focusing on the knot...that which holds it all together.
The birth of the Christ child.
The beginning of Redemption......
A pivotal moment in the history of mankind......
And it's felt by the secular crowd, the liberal crowd, the conservative crowd, and everyone......down to that person in the remotest, unapproachable tract of land on the planet.......something happened to alter the course of all humanity.
And I wake up to my devotional today and it's about being washed in the blood, that one thing that cleanses us of our sinful sorrow and brings us into a redeemed state before our Father......
"They are before the throne of God and serve Him day and night in His temple; and He who sits on the throne will spread His tent over them. Never again will they hunger; never again will they thirst." Revelations 7:15-16
This is where it begins......and tonight we gather throughout the world together; family, friends, fellow believers, and secular fellows.......in the spirit of harmony and peace.
And over us all is the tent of the Most High........enabling all who would partake the redemptive washing of the blood.....and honoring the Son, who began on a Christmas night.......His restoration of us all....
May your Christmas be full of joy and peace, as you reflect upon that babe in swaddling clothes, in a hay filled manger.......
that redeems us all.
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