The Crimson Thread of Christmas – Obadiah

Merry Christmas Dear Reader,

Kings require a kingdom.  Remember that our tapestry is the story of the birth.   The birth is not just a nice story.  It leads us to the rest of the story.  It leads us to the cross, the tomb, the resurrection, and the return of the king.

We have a King.  His kingdom is hidden at this time.  It is in the hearts and lives of faithful followers.  Obadiah weaves us and image with the reminder that his time will come.  As we move closer to the Advent of the child we do so with an eye to the coronation of the King.  Where is he that is born King of the Jews?

He must be in my heart and actions.  He must be in my thoughts and dreams.  He must be in all that I do, say, think, and believe. 

The Kingdom – Michael Card

So near and yet still so far, far away

So close, and yet still to come

Concealed, the seed is mysteriously growing

In hearts that will listen and hear

A treasure that's hidden, a pearl of great price

A fortune for fools who believe

A kingdom of beauty, a kingdom of love

A kingdom of justice and peace

A kingdom that holds all the wiles of creation

A kingdom where children will lead

For now this kingdom's a land of the lowly

A place for the tired, plundered poor

Now our gentle King comes in peace on a donkey

But then on a charger for war

A battle in heaven, a war on the earth

To shatter the long darkened siege

A kingdom of beauty, a kingdom of love

A kingdom of justice and peace

A kingdom that holds all the wiles of creation

A kingdom where children will lead

Not by our own strength

And not by the power of might

But by His Spirit it comes

Blinded eyes will see

And deafened ears will hear

The praise from the lips of the dumb

A kingdom of beauty, a kingdom of love

A kingdom of justice and peace

A kingdom that holds all the wiles of creation

A kingdom where children will lead

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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