How could it be that God would send His own Son in the flesh to save the world from the captivity of sin? How can it possibly be true that a little child, born in complete poverty, with no royal garb, became the King of the World? Is this whole Christmas thing just a made up story to scare us into being good – something like a child waiting for Santa Claus?

I believe that the Advent season is a time of preparation for all of us. John the Baptist called out to those who were longing for a king, to repent first. He knew the King would arrive soon, but he was speaking to a crowd of sinful people whose eyes were on their earthly salvation.

Jesus was born in great humility. The whole event was miraculous. Here was a tiny baby – who cried – nursed – needed cuddling and cleaning up – a human boy, yet the Son of God Himself. How could that be? There were angels and pageantry in the sky, but those that saw and heard were lowly shepherds.

In His early life, He scuffed His knees, just like other boys. He calloused His hands as He worked along side His step father. He felt hunger, thirst, weariness, joy and every other emotion known to man, yet He wasn’t anything like them.

When He took the lonely walk to the cross – scarred and beaten bloody and deserted by most of His followers – He did so willingly. He could have overcome this humiliation, but He loved His people too much to do that. He gave His life for us and overcame death so we could enjoy eternity with Him.

He is coming again and it will be very soon. At just the right moment – in His timing – we will all enjoy the miracle of seeing Him face to face. Are we ready?

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. I’m so happy and thankful that I, as well as you, believe in the miraculous and mystical.
    Writing on Colorstorms comments this morning, only to met bac by Ark—I just would hate knowing was going through life without believing in that which is miraculous and divinely inspired!!

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  2. And one day I’ll be able to peck on this phone using the correct words, spelling and grammar— without a phone thinking it’s helping by correcting me so until then, I trust you can read gibberish

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