Yuletide Faith

The man, young, restless and just out university, left his home state and his family behind. He settled in a popular city, where old folks take life easy. Little did know at that time; he was being guided by a providential instinct. . . into a destiny through which the Lord would bless those who blessed him, and he would eventually join all the people of the earth who have lived a life well-lived. He traveled through the sunshine, through the rain, past the panhandle of florid comfort. Although he didn't know it at the time, he was being directed to a destiny far above the sandy beaches because life is not a beach. And so he turned northward, finding opportunity in blue ridge, where new horizons were opening for him. And he prospered, and he found rest in the buncombe. But he was confounded when once, upon a midnight dreary, while he pondered, weak and weary, the dark wings of fate landed upon him and spoke, "Nevermore!" And he wondered, what the hell? Say what? Is there balm in Gilead? And so he took his journey westward, leaving Ur of the cawcawbird and traveling to the land of promise, although he didn't know it at the time. And a whole reel of adventures unfurled after he had received help from Melchizedek, the prince of Peace. He saw glory coming out, but he didn't know how. I think I'll change direction, here and now.  And the Lord assured him: "Do not be afraid. I am your shield and your reward." And the man believed the Lord; so he was given credit for being on the right side of the great divide. And he looked up into the night sky, and he saw a star pointing toward Bethlehem, a place he had heard about early on, when he was a kid, at Christmas. And the Christmas story became for him. . . not just a yuletide feast or a santa clause surprise, but the beginning of a new way of life, a path that would reveal purpose and redemption birthed in the strife of this life. Then one night he happened by the Junction and he met the girl who who became his other half, who would present unto him, as the prophet Micah had foretold, a new way of life, and although it was a new way, it was an ancient way that had been established long ago, when Abraham had looked up at the stars and the Lord had said that his progeny would be as the stars in the heavens. Smile, you're on camel camera, if you're a wise man, or woman.  And the stars were nice and they twinkled. . . but at the appointed time and at the appointed place, the place that Micah had foretold, the star directed the man, as he directs all wise men, if they are humble and willing to be led by the star, to a new birth into eternity where, as I once heard from a saved widow whose hubby had died. . . she said that he said to her in a dream: "It's like Christmas morning up here, all the time." And in the distance, I saw a shimmering face. . . I decided to stop for my life, the rest of my life. . .

And if you believe that, we've got some real estate in eternity that you might be interested in. Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah and may the Holy Spirit fly up into your understanding of what this life is really all about. Christ-believer