The Christmas Story…

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“Let the stable still astonish;

Straw, dirt floor, dull eye;

Dusty flanks of donkeys, oxen;

Crumbling, crooked walls;

No bed to carry that pain;

And then, the child;

Rag-wrapped, laid to cry;

In a trough,

Who would have chosen this?

Who would have said:

“Yes,

Let the God of all the Heavens and Earth

Be born here in this place?”

Who but the same God

Who stands in the darker, fouler rooms

of our hearts

and says,

‘Yes.’

Let the God of Heaven and Earth be

Born Here…”

~Jan Karon

The Christmas story makes no sense to human beings.

Here is not just

A god,

but THE GOD

Who Created The Universe,

Choosing to be born in a barn.

Yet the filthy,

foul smelling,

contaminated room

He chose to be birthed in

Compares not

To the depraved,

nefarious rooms

In our hearts

That He wishes to occupy.

He wishes to dwell in our hearts,

So that we may also

Experience a birth as well.

A New birth of our heart.

Who IS this GOD who does this?

Who IS this God that chooses us?

He is TOO GREAT to comprehend,

work out,

grasp,

fathom…

Who is THIS GOD

And What is His Name?

Wonderful.

Counselor.

Ever-Lasting God.

Prince of Peace.

I AM.

Jesus.

His Name is Jesus…

 

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Hope

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Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents

Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends

Stand in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It’ll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me

See the man with the broken heart, you’ll see that he is sad,
He hurts so bad (so bad, so bad)

See the girl who has lost the only love she ever had
There’s got to be no sadder show to see
No doubt about it, satisfaction’s guaranteed

So let the sideshow begin
Hurry, hurry, step right on in
Can’t afford to pass it by
Guaranteed to make you cry

Let the sideshow begin (hurry, hurry)
Hurry, hurry, step right on in
Can’t afford to pass it by
Guaranteed to make you cry

See the man who’s been cryin’ for a million years,
So many tears (so many tears)

See the girl who’s collected broken hearts for souvenirs

It’s more exciting than a one man band
The saddest little show in all the land

So let the sideshow begin
Hurry, hurry, step right on in
Can’t afford to pass it by
Guaranteed to make you cry…

~Sideshow

by Blue Magic

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
    because he has anointed me
    to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
    and recovery of sight for the blind,
to set the oppressed free,”  ~Jesus

~Luke 4:18

The most rejected man on earth was Jesus..

The most mocked and laughed at person

That ever existed,

Was Jesus.

He came to earth knowing

What He was in for…

Knowing precisely

What He would go thru…

And He did it.

He Joyfully did it.

He went thru the rejection

For you.

He went thru the rejection

For me.

And He did it

HAPPILY!

“…He was willing to die a shameful death on the cross

Because of the joy he knew would be his afterwards;

And now he sits in the place of honor by the throne of God.”

~Hebrews 12:2

“Greater love has no man

Than He lay down his life for his friends.”

~John 15:13 

He knew before the beginning of time

That we would need

A Saviour.

A Rescuer.

A Redeemer

From all of our

Mistakes,

Hurts,

And Wounds

That were inflicted on us

From ourselves,

And from others…

So He slipped out of Heaven

Where there was No Pain,

And entered a world

Where pain surrounded Him

And engulfed Him.

He GLADLY exchanged His Paradise

And grasped the demented world

So that if we would so choose,

We could have a Home with Him

In Heaven.

In Paradise.

So let the sideshow begin,

Hurry hurry,

Step right on in….

(God Loves You)

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God-Of-Angel-Armies

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God has many names.

Many  names.

He is Jehovah Nissi,

My Victory.

Jehovah Rapha,

My Healer.

Jehovah Shalom,

My Peace.

Jesus called Him Father.

But lately,

We have needed

The God-of-Angel-Armies.

So that is the Name I cry out to.

We’ve needed a

Warrior God,

A Rush-To-Our-Defense-God,

 An I-Will-FIGHT-For-You-God.

And that is the name I call upon.

Whenever I cry out,

‘Oh God-Of-Angel-Armies come to our rescue!’

He Does.

I INSTANTLY feel His Presence.

Instantly.

We’ve felt such a need for a Redeemer,

For an All-Conquering,

All-Powerful,

Fearsome Warrior,

So I cry out and He is near…

I feel Him by my side…

Yes, the Holy Spirit dwells within me

and comforts me,

But He is also the one that quickens me

with the Name of God that we need for the moment.

And recently He has told me

God-Of-Angel-Armies…

Think of that name.

Lord-of-Hosts,

God-Of-Angel-Armies….

Angel ARMIES…

Mighty to Save…

All-Powerful!

CREATOR OF HEAVEN AND EARTH!!!

Who is like Him?

NO ONE!!! 

Not one single person or thing.

He is Great,

And Greatly To Be Praised.

That is the God I’ve been talking with lately.

That is the God I’ve been walking with lately.

That is the God Who has been showing me

situations, people and things around me

to pray about and to pray for.

He is the same God my mother used to pray to

and her mother used to pray to

and her mother’s mother,

and on and on.

With that legacy behind me

how can I not call out to

The Name Above All Names,

Who comes to our rescue?

God-Of-Angel Armies

is right by my side.

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Far be it from me to not believe…

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Far be it from me to not believe,

Even when my eyes can’t see;

And this mountain that’s in front of me,

Will be cast into the midst of the sea.

~So let go my soul, and Trust in Him,

The waves and wind still know His Name…

~It Is Well by Bethel Music

 

This past week I put out my nativity set

And it was as if I was looking at it for the first time.

The words to the above song were playing

And my eyes drifted to Baby Jesus inside the nativity scene.

As I was looking at the figurine of the Baby Jesus the song played,

“Far be it from me to not believe,

even though my eyes can’t see…

So let go my soul and Trust in Him,

the waves and wind still know His Name…”

Why?, I wondered,

Was it so hard for me to believe at times.

Why?  I pondered,

Did doubt and discouragement hang over me like a dark cloud at times?

~God showed me why.

It is because my foundation was mixed.

My foundation was shaky.

My trust was in half me and half Him.

I trusted that He made the stars and the universe and me.

I trusted my life and my next heartbeat to Him.

But He still needed my help for everything else.

He needed me to be good enough,

He needed me to act right,

He needed me to shape up.

~In other words I was not trusting in Him Alone to save me

I was trusting in His Work on the cross + My works in doing good = God accepting me.

No wonder depression would creep in.

Inside myself I knew I wasn’t good enough to keep me from falling.

I was trying to balance on a man made balance beam and I kept falling.

I could never laugh and dance and jump on my balance beam foundation

Cause I just might fall and crash and burn.

No.

I had to be sober minded at all times,

never relax,

never let down my guard,

for if I did I was a goner.

What kind of representative of Christ was I being

If I am walking around nervous and half smiling,

Fearful of trying to measure up so God will be happy with me?

I have FINALLY come to the conclusion

That no matter what I do or do not do,

my salvation is secure. 

It is NOT about me.

Bottom Line.

~”So let go my soul and Trust in Him,

the waves and wind still know His Name.”

~Today I’m gonna laugh

and dance

and Believe

that It Is Well with my soul.

Not because of anything I’ve done,

but TOTALLY because of what He Has Done.

(Smile)

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God of Gentleness…

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Then he went on alone into the wilderness,

traveling all day.

He sat down under a solitary broom tree

and prayed that he might die.

“I have had enough, Lord,” he said.

“Take my life,

for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.”

Then he lay down and slept under the broom tree.

But as he was sleeping, an angel touched him and told him,

“Get up and eat!” 

 He looked around and there beside his head was some bread baked on hot stones

and a jar of water!

So he ate and drank

and lay down again.

Then the angel of the Lord came again and touched him and said,

“Get up and eat some more, or the journey ahead will be too much for you.”

 So he got up and ate and drank,

and the food gave him enough strength to travel forty days and forty nights

to Mount Sinai, the mountain of God.

 There he came to a cave, where he spent the night.

But the Lord said to him,

“What are you doing here, Elijah?”

 “Go out and stand before me on the mountain,” the Lord told him.

And as Elijah stood there, the Lord passed by,

and a mighty windstorm hit the mountain.

It was such a terrible blast that the rocks were torn loose,

but the Lord was not in the wind.

After the wind there was an earthquake,

but the Lord was not in the earthquake. 

 And after the earthquake there was a fire,

but the Lord was not in the fire.

And after the fire there was the sound of

a gentle whisper.

  When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his cloak

and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave.

And a voice said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

1 Kings 19

Why in the world would God,

who created the earth,

and the fire,

and the wind

represent Himself with a Whisper?

Because he saw Elijah’s depression

and wanted to treat him gently,

with kindness…

In Isaiah 53:3 scripture says that,

Jesus was despised and rejected by mankind,

a man of suffering,

and familiar with pain.

Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised,

and we held him in low esteem.

Next time you are feeling down and in despair,

and life feels so overwhelming

that you simply want to die…

Talk to the One who

Understands all your pains and your sufferings,

and He will listen….

He Will Listen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The ONE that never leaves the one behind…

“If a man has a hundred sheep

And one of them wanders away,

What will he do?

Won’t he leave the ninety-nine others…

And go out to search

For the one that is lost?

~Matthew 18:12

(The ONE searches for you…)

~“But while he was still a long way off,

His father saw him

And was filled with compassion for him;

He ran to his son,

Threw his arms around him

And kissed him.

~Luke 15:20

(The ONE watches for you…)

~“He died not for men,

But for each man.

If each man had been the only man made,

He would have done no less.”

~C.S. Lewis

(The ONE cares about you…)

How do I find the word to tell you that GOD LOVES YOU????

 He tells us in Matthew that God LEAVES the ninety-nine

 to go look for the one…

He tells us in Luke that God watches intently for us to come home,

(And then goes on to say)

That God RUNS to us when He sees us returning.

 God runs…

Not just to the Who’s-Who,

But to you…

To you.

God is the ONE who never leaves the one behind.

 

 

 

 

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Alone…

Roll, roll me away,
won’t you roll me away tonight
I too am lost, I feel double-crossed
and I’m sick of what’s wrong and what’s right

‘Roll Me Away’ ~Bob Seger

What do you do when even the church betrays you?

When you are hurt by the ones that are supposed to have the medicine?

What do you do when

The ones that are meant to be safe

Are unsafe?

What do you do then...

If you’re anything like me, you hide.

You build a wall around yourself so that nothing and no one else can hurt you.

Yeah, thats what I do…

Thats what I’ve done.

The problem with that is it doesn’t work.

Building a wall from ever getting hurt again only leads to loneliness…

And being alone sucks.

As I am sitting here writing this the only living thing around me are plants.

Plants and the ticking of a clock somewhere off in another room…

(But the clocks not actually alive…it’s just making a sound)

~When you are physically hurt you go to a dr. to diagnose the pain and apply medicine,

When your soul is hurt you are supposed to go to God and God’s people

To help heal your souls pain.

But what do you do when the soul wounds are inflicted by the ‘soul healers’…

Whatcha-gonna-do?

Once-upon-a-time I lived in a city that was full of Christian churches.

Name your flavor.

It was there.

I was raised in the church so I knew how to act and how to fit in.

But alas, when I lived in that city I grew weary of acting,

And I decided to let my limp show.

Guess what?

My limp exposed all the other Christian’s limps,

But they didn’t know it.

My taking off my mask of ‘Perfection’,

Brought about tongue lashings and rejection of the cruelest kind.

The kind that’s done in the name of God.

This happened over 13 years ago,

And to this day I am still scared to come out of hiding.

I still shiver when I walk as a visitor into a church.

My smile still quivers when I greet people,

Because deep inside my heart,

The tape player plays back the old voices…

Voices of condemnation,

Voices of shame.

So I hide.

~And while I’ve been told,

to have a friend

You have to be a friend.

You have to smile and show yourself friendly,

And ask about others,

About their story…

But if I do that,

They might turn around

And ask about me about mine…

And I would have to reveal that I have a limp,

And face their scorn.

No,

It’s easier to hide.

While I may not be able to fit into the mask I once wore of ‘Perfection’

I at least do not have to place myself in a seat of inspection from others.

I’ve done that too.

I’ve thought, ‘well I might as well just tell them up front what my limp is

And they can reject me right away..’

But that didn’t work either.

(Sigh…)

What do I do with my limp?

What do I do with my poor, ragged, muddied soul?

I give it to God…

I give it to Him.

He alone holds the balm.

He alone mends my limp.

He alone holds my head to His chest.

He alone.

Alone.

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Good Morning God…

Every morning around 2:30 I sense a tapping in my spirit.

God wants to spend time with me…

Tap, Tap, Tap…

“Wake  up Debra, I want to talk to you…”

Tap, Tap, Tap…

I open my eyes and think, ’30 more minutes…’

And roll over and go back to sleep.

But sure enough every morning around 3:16 am,

My eyes pop open and I get up.

“Ok God, I am getting up…”

I jump out of bed,

Walk into the kitchen,

And pour my cup of coffee.

If it is winter, I sit on my sofa looking out the window at the dark sky,

If it is summer, I sit outside and stare at the amazing stars in the morning sky.

And I begin talking with God.

“Good Morning!” I will say,

And the stars twinkle back at me,

The conversation has begun;

The communing has started.

I share with Him my heart…and my longings,

And He answers me back,

With Peace,

With Comfort,

With Warmth,

With Joy.

It is a Peace, Comfort, Warmth and Joy that tells me,

I am dearly Loved,

I am dearly Cherished,

I am His.

He is Mine.

No wonder He wakes me up so early…

He LOVES to talk with me,

I LOVE to talk with Him…

God eagerly awaits our time spent together.

After all,

I am His favorite…

And so are you.

(Smile)

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The First Sorrow…

At that moment their eyes were opened,

And they suddenly felt shame at their nakedness.

So they sewed fig leaves together to cover themselves.

~Genesis 3:7

Adam and Eve experienced the very first sorrow…

And it came suddenly upon them.

All mankind has experienced sorrow at some point,

But our sorrow can never, ever come close to what

Adam and Eve felt….

Before The Fall,

They had it Made.

They had everything they needed

They never knew anything less then perfect.

Their heart was always full of True Joy.

True Happiness…

True Contentment…

True Peace.

Then in one-split-second-in-time

Because of a choice they made,

They felt the Very First Pain

The Very First Remorse,

The Very First Heartbreak,

The Very First Sorrow,

OH THE SORROW!!!

What once was, vanished.

They were the first ones to experience,

 Mental anguish.

They were the first ones that felt it.

And they knew the difference.

Adam and Eve looked into each other’s eyes

And knew.

You and I have known sorrow,

And Grief,

You and I have experienced heartache,

And remorse.

But it is NOTHING compared to what

Adam and Eve experienced,

That Very First Time.

To have lived in Paradise,

With Purity and Laughter,

In your heart;

And then to have it instantly

Vanish,

Must have brought the deepest

Of Sorrows,

The deepest

Of Pains,

Grief so inexpressible,

That to ponder it now,

Makes me want to turn away….

It is almost too painful,

To think about their pain….

The Deepest regret,

Ever known by humankind,

Was felt by Adam and Eve….

How many times in his sleep,

Did Adam toss and turn,

And cry out,

‘OH GOD, 

I AM SO SORRY!

I MISS YOU!

I…

miss…

you..’

There is only one other human being

 I can think of that could have

Experienced the same level of regret,

And that would be,

Judas Iscariot.

The one who betrayed Jesus.

All Hope seemed lost.

Despair quickly follows,

On the heels of regret.

In the minds of Adam and Eve,

The feeble solution

Was to sew fig leaves together

To cover their shame…

How many, many times,

Have I sewed fig leaves together,

To cover my deep regret…

To cover my deep sorrows..?

I cannot blame Adam and Eve.

All I have to do is substitute my name for theirs…

I would have done the same.

The only difference between them and me is,

I happen to exist on this side of the cross…

This side of the Answer…

The Answer was Jesus,

The Answer is Jesus,

And the Answer will always be Jesus.

I am sitting here shaking my head….

I know that Jesus is the Answer,

Yet at times I still find myself,

Sewing fig leaves,

Instead of turning to Jesus.

Adam and Eve

Didn’t yet have Jesus,

But I do.

When deep sorrow fills my soul,

I must choose to take it

To Jesus.

He is

THE

ONLY 

ANSWER

For mankind’s

Deep, deep sorrows.

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