Be Born in Me ~ Promises to Keep

Happy Christmas Dear Reader,

What did you write down yesterday?  I promise that you can find ways to see that Jesus is always with you.  He promised that he would be and that is enough.  Christmas has other promises to keep. 

I saw a friend post last evening that she wished to know if it were allowable to put away her Christmas tree.   I know there are those who are done as soon as the fanfare is over.  I wonder if we understand that Mary was never able to put away Christmas.  Daily she watched as her Son grew into the man, Jesus.  Even after the family moved back to Nazareth and she bore other children, she had daily reminders that her Son, Jesus was different.

He was not becoming the Messiah.  He was already this when he was born.  Christmas had promises to keep.  Each day those promises were partially fulfilled as he lived without sin and grew in knowledge and wisdom.  Growing in knowledge and wisdom is what we do when we allow Christ to be born in us.  It is what happens when he is bourn by us. 

Christmas has promises to keep and we are the ones in whom the Father entrusts the keeping of some of those promises.  It is always the right time and place for another Christmas song.  I am not talking about pretty trees and proboscis challenged reindeer.  I am speaking of the songs that celebrate Christ.  There is always room for us to ponder Bethlehem and ask Christ to be born in us today.  It is always the right day to consider all the things Mary did as she went from Bethlehem to Egypt and then back to Nazareth. 

Perhaps if we kept room in our hearts for Christmas songs all year, we would find it easier to celebrate Christ in each moment. This is the last day I will ask you to write something down, Dear Reader.  We will talk more about writing down an application to truth in the New Year.  Today, however, I ask that you write down how you are going to meet Christmas in the moments of deep winter, glorious spring, the warmth of summer, and the crispness of autumn.  How will you keep the promises of Christmas throughout the year?

Each evening from December to December I will be reviewing my day to see where I have allowed Christ to be bourn by me.  For now, I am going to pour another cup of coffee, grab a Christmas biscuit, and make time for Another Christmas Song.  Tomorrow we will turn the corner and close the year.  I love you, Dear Reader.  Christmas and I have promises to keep.

Another Christmas Song – Jethro Tull, Ian Anderson

Hope everybody’s ringing on their own bell, this fine morning.
Hope everyone’s connected to that long-distance phone.
Old Man, he’s a mountain.
Old Man, he’s an island.
Old Man, he’s awaking – says,
“I’m going to call, call all my children home.”

Hope everybody’s dancing to their own drum this fine morning –
the beat of distant Africa or a Polish factory town.
Old Man, he’s calling for his supper.
He’s calling for his whisky.
Calling for his sons and daughters, yeah – calling, calling all his children round.

Sharp ears are tuned in to the drones of chanters warming.
Mist blowing round some headland, somewhere in your memory.
Everyone is from somewhere –
even if you’ve never been there.
So take a minute to remember the part of you, that might be the Old Man calling me.

How many wars you fighting out there, this Christmas morning?
Maybe it’s always time for another Christmas song.
Old Man, he’s asleep now.
Got appointments to keep now.
Dreaming of his sons and daughters and proving, proving that the blood is strong.

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 homeowner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
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Every human story is part of the great story that leads to the Father getting everything back to Good.

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“Dreaming of his sons and daughters and proving, proving that the blood is strong.” – Ian Anderson