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Thursday, December 17, 2009
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Monday, December 14, 2009
I have decided that it is true, I am a scrooge.
I really really despise what this world has done to Christmas. It is so commercialized. To be honest I wouldn't care if I didn't even have a tree up. The kids always decorate for Christmas anyway. I put off shopping until the very last minute and the tree and decorations come down Christmas night.
See, I am a scrooge! But as I got to thinking about it I realized that I don't live for this world. The reason I live was born so many years ago on that cold night, in that inadequate stable. It was enough for Jesus though. He came to save the lost, in whatever state we may find ourselves in. So, while I may not be a big fan of Christmas I am a big fan of CHRISTmas!!
I really really despise what this world has done to Christmas. It is so commercialized. To be honest I wouldn't care if I didn't even have a tree up. The kids always decorate for Christmas anyway. I put off shopping until the very last minute and the tree and decorations come down Christmas night.
See, I am a scrooge! But as I got to thinking about it I realized that I don't live for this world. The reason I live was born so many years ago on that cold night, in that inadequate stable. It was enough for Jesus though. He came to save the lost, in whatever state we may find ourselves in. So, while I may not be a big fan of Christmas I am a big fan of CHRISTmas!!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Christ in Me
by Max Lucado
Like Mary, you and I are indwelt by Christ.Find that hard to believe? How much more did Mary? No one was more surprised by this miracle than she was. And no one more passive than she was. God did everything. Mary didn't volunteer to help. What did she have to offer? She offered no assistance. And she offered no resistance. Instead she said, "Behold, the bond- slave of the Lord; may it be done to me according to your word" (Luke 1:38).
Unlike Mary, we tend to assist God, assuming our part is as important as his. Or we resist, thinking we are too bad or too busy. Yet when we assist or resist, we miss God's great grace. We miss out on the reason we were placed on earth-to be so pregnant with heaven's child that he lives through us. To be so full of him that we could say with Paul, "It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me." (Gal. 2:20)
What would that be like? To have a child within is a miracle, but to have Christ within?
To have my voice, but him speaking.
My steps, but Christ leading.
My heart, but his love beating in me, through me, with me.
What's it like to have Christ on the inside?
To tap his strength when mine expires or feel the force of heaven's firesraging, purging wrong desires.
Could Christ become my self entire?
So much him, so little me
That in my eyes it's him they see.
What's it like to a Mary be?
No longer I, but Christ in me.
From Next Door Savior
by Max Lucado
Like Mary, you and I are indwelt by Christ.Find that hard to believe? How much more did Mary? No one was more surprised by this miracle than she was. And no one more passive than she was. God did everything. Mary didn't volunteer to help. What did she have to offer? She offered no assistance. And she offered no resistance. Instead she said, "Behold, the bond- slave of the Lord; may it be done to me according to your word" (Luke 1:38).
Unlike Mary, we tend to assist God, assuming our part is as important as his. Or we resist, thinking we are too bad or too busy. Yet when we assist or resist, we miss God's great grace. We miss out on the reason we were placed on earth-to be so pregnant with heaven's child that he lives through us. To be so full of him that we could say with Paul, "It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me." (Gal. 2:20)
What would that be like? To have a child within is a miracle, but to have Christ within?
To have my voice, but him speaking.
My steps, but Christ leading.
My heart, but his love beating in me, through me, with me.
What's it like to have Christ on the inside?
To tap his strength when mine expires or feel the force of heaven's firesraging, purging wrong desires.
Could Christ become my self entire?
So much him, so little me
That in my eyes it's him they see.
What's it like to a Mary be?
No longer I, but Christ in me.
From Next Door Savior
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