
Personal thoughts I journaled over Christmas break.
Life is interesting, filled with surprises. But the greatest surprise is to be surprised by grace. God's grace abounds. He's full of mercy, love, compassion for us. It is never His intention to harm us. That's not in His will for us, though in this life, on this earth, we will have momentary trials, He promises us that these are merely momentary, and have no comparison to what is ours in Christ Jesus and what the eternal side of our lives will be like. It seems like a long waiting game sometimes. But then again, ask someone in their old age and maybe they will still be able to find things they regret not experiencing, not saying, not doing. Time still passes, as slow as it can be, as fast as it can be, it does not stand still whether we want it to or not.
When Christ was born, entering the scene of our world, humble and in the form of a babe...the angels warned us to not be afraid. Whatever may come, there is hope. A Saviour is here. A savior of our souls, a lover, a groom, one who would come to love us to the end, sacrificing His purity for our filth. Making a great exchange, because of a love so great, so unending, never failing, relentless, untiring. We are now reborn into a Kingdom unshakable. There is an open invitation to the greatest banquet of all time. Come, sit, dine. More than what you are even yet capable of desiring is yours. Imagination beyond your imagination. Beauty and glory your human eyes would perish from peeking at. A gift you cannot lose once received. A gift that can never be taken away from you. A gift you can share with others.
Mary pondered these things in her heart. A woman in a society where she had not much of an identity. A young lady in a land where righteous men had the right to stone her to death for being pregnant with child before marriage. This is the way Jesus chose to enter our world. He stepped down from his throne.
God is perfect. Perfectly loving and good. His kindness came before us.
Eternity is written on our hearts. I love being His child. It makes the story of life so much more sweet. Though I see the bitterness, I am not a citizen of this world. No longer am I a slave to sin.
Jesus was born, died, and risen so that we can hear Him say, "Welcome Home My Child. I love you. Welcome Home."

