
Photo by Cathy Wang
There is a Christmas song I really like titled, “Mary Did You Know?” written by Mark Lowry. The song ask Mary did you know your baby would… and it goes on to list a lot of the great things that Jesus did while here on earth.
Mary birthed “Hope”. But did she truly realize the magnitude of the one she was giving birth to? Does any parent ever know who their child will grow up to be? My question for Mary would be, “When did you know? At what point? After which miracle, did you believe your son was the One the angel of the Lord first told you he would be? Mary, when did you believe that your son was indeed God’s Son?” Everyone will be asked the same question. “When did you believe?” I hope it’s not when you are standing before Him being judged for that will be too late.
Another thought: Not to minimize the importance of Mary, but she too was a sinner who needed the gift of salvation that the son she bore came to give.
Birth “Hope”. Give people the greatest gift that was ever given to you. Deliver the hope we have in Jesus Christ with everyone you can this season and every day, so like Mary, they will know.
Merry Christmas to all of you. May you know God, a little better every day.
e and I were at a company party at a skating rink. I wanted my son to enjoy the evening as well. They wouldn’t let me carry him around while I skated, but they let me push him around in his walker. One problem: the plastic wheels got hot from the speed and melted. It’s hard to use a walker with one side of each wheel flat. Although by using it after that evening we always knew where he was in the house; right where we had left him.
t was finished. Two of every kind of animal was on board. It started to rain, and Noah with his family entered the boat, their salvation from judgement. When the people saw it was actually raining THEN they believed, and THEN they wanted saving, but it was too late. So I wonder, how long did some of them float? How many days did they last while hanging on to anything that would keep their head above water? Then how far did they sink before their lungs filled up with water, and their life was over?
I saw a page the other day from the book “Where’s Waldo?” Sad to say I couldn’t find him. I thought, this is crazy. I bet a 6 year old could find him faster than I can. And I even know what he looks like! Then the thought hit me, is that one of the reasons why people can’t find God? They don’t know what He looks like?
o I have not yet become? Where would I start? Which path do I take? Is there a “MapQuest” website for this? Will my GPS help me? It always thinks I already know my destination. “Siri”. I’ll ask “Siri”. She has all the answers, or her new cousin “Cortana”. I’m sure one of those ladies would love to tell me where to go. Oh, wait. Stop. By your words I can see where I’m going; they throw a beam of light on my dark path. (Ps. 119:105 MSG) God, you know who I need to become in you. Show me the way. I’ll just start here where I am and trust I’ll stop from time to time to hone in on your voice calling me toward the finish line where you already are. Help me God to finish well.
A week where I saw life in its fullest. The pictures associated with this blog are all from my week. I have lived in the Chicago area for 21 years now and had never been inside the “United Center” until last week, and I wound up there twice for two completely different reasons.
magine? God knew, and God knows. It is hard for me to believe that God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit did this for me and for you. In a conversation with my mother this past week she said it so perfectly. She said, “You’ve got to care to do it.” Wise words that apply to so much of our lives and also to the God that made us in his own image. He cares. That is why He did it.