Tis the Season

Tis the season … the season, which after 400 years of silence God begins to make His voice heard. That an elderly couple given up on any hope of a lineage or of the glory acclaimed to parents find themselves pondering the angels message of “now a child.” That a young girl no doubt engrossed in the enthusiasm, and perhaps a little fear, of being betrothed discovers she is to conceive before she knows her husband. And the young man finding out the greatest day of his life already comes with “baggage.” Upon the assurance of God, who remember is making Himself known in some incredible ways, the betrothed couple can be at peace and bring forth their expectant joy. However they are told to travel because we need to fulfill “The Plan” even if it means a discomforting journey away from home during this most “tri mester ing” time. And if all the joy of the season has not warmed your heart yet, when you leave here, do not go home. There are those who want to kill your baby you must go hide until I let you know it is safe. Perhaps not the way we would write the Christmas story, but God, who “so loved the world He gave His only begotten Son” was starting something big!

The Universe at Large

The Universe at Large! Well maybe not the entire universe but the sphere you live in. What makes your world go ‘round? At times we live responding to the forces that seemingly want to rip us into so many pieces there is no resemblance of our original state. We hear from scientist that that really is how we got our universe, bam! Interesting enough, God says that if we try to save our life we will lose it and if we (voluntarily) lose our life we will find it. No not by merely allowing ourselves to be the rope in the tug-of-war played by all those who want our energy, money and blood. But by yielding ourselves to the One who truly created all and created us to be a part of His overall plan. By becoming a disciple of Christ and discovering the disciplines He desires we live by, we can discover a peace that passes all understanding even though at times we are living in the midst of a storm.