What A Gift!

The first Sunday in December is such a blessed day in the calendar. For me anyway, it is the countdown to the Saviours Day. The hope that is poured out over the earth on that day is so deep in our hearts. It’s as if our souls cry out in jubilation that the King above all Kings has come. The peace that envelopes my heart when I cast my mind to Bethlehems lowly stable, is all consuming. I sense the still of the night, the majesty of the moment and the fear and awe of the shepherds as the angels filled the midnight sky.

In all the worldly things that Christmas holds, may we never forget the miracle of the virgin birth and what it means and always will. In his birth came the promise of a rebirth for us all. A rebirth into eternity in his presence and the forgiving of all the times we fell short and will fall short. What a gift. What an assurance. What a Saviour.

For a child is born to us, a Son is given to us. The government will rest on his shoulders and he will be called: Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. – Isaiah 9:6 

Even before Mary was visited by the Angel,  the prophet Isaiah, 700 years before, spoke of the coming of the Saviour King.  That really blows my mind.  The people of that time had the promise of hope.  We still have that promise today.  The baby born in Bethlehem would save a broken world from sin.  Oh that we never forget this or the price paid on the cross at Calvary.  

Thank you Father that you loved your creation so much that you gave your only begotten Son so that all who believed in Him shall not perish but will have the free gift of eternal life in heaven with you.  I still pinch myself and I pray I never lose the wonder in my heart regarding the babe of Bethlehem – the Son of God. 

The Song of the Father

When your world falls silent it allows Gods song over you to be heard.  Quietly and beautifully rising deep in your being.  Each note falling like April showers quenching your thirsty soul.  Mending your broken heart and washing away the silt from past pain.  Streams of pure living water fresh from the throne of grace.  Rejoice in sorrow as it is only in that place you realise the depths Jesus will go to heal your heart and make it clean.  To wash your eyes so they can see and open your ears so you can here the melody of the Father as his lullaby of peace envelopes your soul.