Wednesday, December 1, 2010
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.
Why would God do that?
Why would he leave everything that is perfect to come and be with us, me? why?
I don't know. It's almost as if He becomes the visitor who knocks at your door unexpectedly. You peek thru the window and you're not sure if you should open the door or not.
Have you ever been pleasantly surprised by a guest visitor?
For some reason, God came to make His dwelling among us. That's greatly in part because we could not go to Him. Again, why? Because He loves us.
This is the story of Christmas.
Wednesday, December 01, 2010
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