Comfort us
Joining Deidra on jumping tandem and the Sunday community
(original photographers unknown)
Joining Deidra on jumping tandem and the Sunday community
(original photographers unknown)
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(re posted and revised from original written in 2010)
(originally written in 2010 revised version)
When we begin to look at the Christmas story in the book of Luke in the new testament.
The word tells us that Mary was only around age 12-14 when the angel came to visit her.
That is the age of my grand daughter who is in eighth grade.
That is an amazing and almost hard to believe part of the story.
Our Pastor said on Sunday,
“She was not thirty like most people think she was or as ancient pictures present her to be.”
She was young.
She was a teen.
She was innocent.
The God who knows all and
sees all and
cares about all
decided that out of everyone ever chosen to be the mother
of the son of God
Mary was chosen.
Mary who was a teenager and Joseph who wasn’t much older.
Was chosen to be a vital part of this amazing story.
The story we are still talking about and
singing about and
sharing over and over every year at Christmas time.
She was not well known nor was she rich or highly educated.
She was young.
Our Pastor said, “Don’t ever discount or minimize the importance of your youth”.
God chose Mary and the amazing part was her acceptance.
She knew and had heard the story of a Saviour coming.
What she didn’t know would change her life forever.
When the angel said, ‘Do not be afraid’ she was more afraid of the angel talking to her than what the angel was saying.
She was deeply troubled by the angels words but she also accepted them.
Isn’t that amazing?
Here she was an obscure peasant girl very few people knew and
she was the chosen one.
I wonder
would we have the heart of acceptance and attitude of submission
if asked to do something very important.
It’s definitely something for us to think about as we
remember the Christmas story.
May we as we enter this ‘time’ of remembering… the story.
May we as we enter this ‘time’ of worship.
May we as we enter this ‘time’ of knowing~Who we remember
Who we worship and
Who we choose to know as our Savior.
Joining with Deidra on jumping tandem and the Sunday community.
( Originally written in 2010 revised version)
Advent has begun.
The remembering
is moving into a place in our minds and our activities.
We plan our decorations and our shopping and baking.
Oh can we plan a spiritual time too?
I so want to make it a spiritual season
not just filled with packages and stuff that most of us don’t really need.
Grandma will do fun special things for the children
but I want more than anything for them to know
that the season is not about more stuff.
It is about the story.
Matthew 1:18-24
The story of a young couple given a Divine order.
The story of a young couple choosing to be obedient.
Even when they didn’t really know what that meant
or what it would cost them.
The story of a young girl chosen to be a mom
the mom….of a saviour.
Her saviour and ours.
What did she feel like?
What did she think?
When the angel appeared and said to her ‘fear not.’
It would take your breath away.
Fear not… Mary Fear not…
I am standing in the presence of an angel
and I am told to Fear not?
Mary could have said that or at least thought it.
How can I not question
for I am pure of body and heart.
How did she do it and how did they both sleep at night
knowing there would be a son born to them.
I would toss and turn and be forever restless.
Perhaps since she was carrying the saviour of the world
she had an intense peace
‘that passes all understanding-deep within her heart.’
Perhaps as she sat with Joseph and whispered to him,
as he held her shaking hand…
“I am scared, I don’t understand it all but I choose… I choose…
Joseph choose with me…stay with me so we can see…
what the angels have told us.”
Oh what a moment between them.
The choice of obedience and trust.
What a precious little couple…
We sing, “Oh little town of Bethlehem and We three kings of Orient are.”
We sing, “Away in the manger and O Holy Night.”
But can we grasp the HOLY MOMENTS of the passage of time
when it began?
Where everything around them anticipated the birth of a special baby.
The moment when the stillness of the night and the light of the stars were so bright.
The moment and reflection of a scared girl becoming a mom
and a scared dad holding an infant
SO full of power
and yet so full of innocence
as it all began.
They were young.
They were beginning a life full of such uncertainties and yet
they loved the child just as we would love our newborns.
I have held my own grand children and I have seen
how precious
how miraculous
how innocent
how beautiful.
And this baby in the manger
was just like my precious grandchildren.
The difference…
When she held his tiny warm body
she held the SON Immanuel God with us.
Advent is here
may we never forget the journey to the manger
along the path leading to the story.
Lord Jesus Help us to remember
the most important story of all time.
Your story…
this O Holy Night…
as we remember
may we fall on our knees and praise you.
Love this song…we sing it at church and it is so deep and full of meaning.
Alelujah… shout it … tell it… and don’t ever be quiet.
I have had tears so many times… singing this song.
Shout it,
go on and tell it…
That HE is God.
As we enter into our ‘Christmas’ season let us remember the reason for the season.
Shout it…
we will cry out hallelujah…
For HE is our God.
Our reason.
For all we do … and all we are.
Time to take down the fall decorations and move towards the Christmas ones.
Changes are happening again.
Sometimes in the process we can do a little internal mood adjusting too.
Change is hard for me.
I don’t like change.
I don’t like the hassle of re-arranging and re-organizing but when
I finally get it done
I like it.
SO the fall oranges and reds will be packed away and the Christmas greens and burgundy’s will come out of the boxes.
The stockings will be hung on the mantle above and the music will play as the tree is decorated.
The traditions of Christmas will be with us soon.
As we wait for the Holy Night.
Joining with Deidra on jumping tandem and the Sunday community.
Photo by Sharon O of Oregon