Happy Christmas Dear Reader,
In 2016 my BLOG series on Christmas, The
Road to Bethlehem, spent the season pondering what it was like to be
in that place, that time, and on that journey.
The Journey from Nazareth to Bethlehem is three or four days. You stop in Sychar and Jerusalem if travel
goes well. You travel slowly if you are
expecting a child. The roads and inns
are crowded with others travelers moving around for the Roman census.
I always take time to ponder Mary and Joseph for at least a
day. We owe them so much more than we
realize. Joseph had a choice whether or
not to have Mary made a public spectacle before the angel came. He chose not to shame her before God
explained the situation to him. He still
withstood the public rumors and opinion in the full knowledge or the truth for
the sake of serving the Father. We still
dishonor him every time we question the birth of Jesus.
Mary walked in fear of public ridicule every day in a time
where they stoned people to death for what would appear to be her sin. Her response was to say that she would serve
the Father as needed. She faced a life
knowing that her Son would die. She
forgot at times who her Son really is. She thought he had gone mad at
times. She still was there for it all.
I owe so much to these two common people who were thrust
onto the world stage without really understanding the impact of their part in
the story. I ponder their lives
often. I wrote a novel about Joseph. I feel close to them and look forward to the
day when I can thank them face to face.
Where are you Christmas?
You are in the hearts of anyone willing to serve the mission of your Son. You are in the knowledge that you use common
people to work out real miracles. You
are in the spirit and mind of anyone who will travel the road to Bethlehem with
a carpenter and his wife just to reassure them that you are grateful for part
in the story.
Take a moment to listen to this song and ponder Mary and
Joseph Dear Reader. They gave us a very
precious gift. Their Son, our Savior is
partially a product of their willingness to risk so much for the world. I love this song and I love you Dear Reader. Tell me a Christmas story as we travel on the
road to Bethlehem for a bit.
Mary’s Song –
Petra
Hold that blanket closer Mary dear
All the world waits with you for your day
But for now, the wind is cold and it's drear
And Bethlehem's still so far away
Do you remember the way you felt back then?
Joy and wonder filled your soul and when
The angel slipped away
You knew your life would never be the same
And now you're travelling, travelling on a road to Bethlehem
Wandering thoughts fly away
If you knew the road that lay ahead of Him
Would you break down and cry?
Your child is born to die
Feel that hand of strength upon your own
A husband's love that guides along the way
And as his understanding has grown,
His hopes too are centered on that day
For do you remember the way he looked back then,
Pain and sorrow filled his eyes until when
The angel came to say
The Savior's birth was meant to be this way
And now you're travelling, travelling on a road to Bethlehem
Wandering thoughts fly away
If you knew the road that lay ahead of Him
Would you break down and cry?
Your child is born to die
Think back on that promise you received
For him in whom the prophets long believed
Now belongs to you, you've been chosen too
But He's the One Who's gonna shine
We call His name Jesus, Immanuel
He'll save His people from sin and hell
And of His kingdom there will be no end
And now you're travelling, travelling on a road to Bethlehem
Wandering thoughts fly away
If you knew the road that lay ahead of Him
Would you break down and cry?
Your child is born to die
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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