SPIRITS OF CHRISTMAS – PART III

“The Phantom slowly, gravely, silently, approached. When it came near him, Scrooge bent down upon his knee; for in the very air through which this Spirit moved it seemed to scatter gloom and mystery. It was shrouded in a deep black garment, which concealed its head, its face, its form, and left nothing of it visible save one outstretched hand.  It thrilled Scrooge with a vague uncertain horror, to know that behind the mask there were eyes staring at him.” 

In the story of Scrooge and his transformation, we come to the end of his dream, where he is met by the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Be.  It is what we will all face at one point or another in our lives – that moment when death grips us with its infallible strength.  Any choice or hope of clinging to the life we once had is now gone.

We always seem to imagine the end of life as being filled with darkness – the Grim Reaper reaching out to carry us to the grave and the end.  Scrooge is reminded through his journey of the fragility of life as he witnesses the illness which is overtaking Tiny Tim.  He looks death in the eye as he’s pointed to his own gravestone.  It’s the end of our being – so we’ve been told.  The world would like us to believe that there is no more, once you die, but we are assured that life goes on even beyond death. 

This is the time where we see the effect of Scrooge’s dream.  In his former state, he was nothing but a miserly, crabby, unhappy and dying man, but he’s been given a second chance.  It’s not his time to die.  Like us, when we feel our lives are over, you can bet that God still has stuff for us to do.  We can’t determine our own demise.  We can’t decide where we will be in ten years.

What would you do, if you were given an extension on your life, just at the moment you thought that it would soon end?  Would you rejoice, as Scrooge did, at the news that he was still alive?  Would you try to amend your old ways and redeem yourself?  Would you spend all your fortune on helping the poor or doing good for others, or would you squander every last cent on your own pleasure?  Scrooge managed to do all of that, because he had the opportunity to meet death at his grave site.

As we prepare for the coming of Jesus, who paid the price of our redemption completely, let’s stop and take a breath.  Remember what a great gift salvation is for us.  Share that blessed gift with others – don’t hoard it for yourself and those you love. The world needs to know that God loves them more than they can imagine.

“Then I saw the sinful buried, who used to go in and out of the holy place. They are soon forgotten in the city where they did this. This also is for nothing. Because a sinful act is not punished in a hurry, so the hearts of the sons of men are given completely over to sin.  Even though a sinner does sinful things a hundred times and lives a long time, still I know that it will be well for those who fear God, and let others know they fear God.             ECCLESIASTES 8:10-12

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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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