Where's Jesus week 51

Photo Credit: A. Goldizen @ Grant Co., WV



REFLECTION
"And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth." (John 1:14, KJV).

IMAGINE THIS
Mary knelt at His feet.
Closing her swollen eyes against the darkness,
'My Son,' she thought, 'why my Son?'
And her mind raced back in time.
The angel…why did he not speak to her of this heartache?
But Simeon…she’d seen heartache in his eyes…
She had pondered it all…but could not have imagined this.
She recalled His birth still clear as could be.
Yes, she could still see it all:
The manger, the animals, the babe...the kind innkeeper. The angels and wise men too.
She rolled her head from side to side – wishing to wake up from this nightmare.
There was death. So much death.
Always lurking. Always there. 

Yet…nothing like this. Not before. Not ever.
Her heart thumped against her chest.
The same one that was ripped open at Calvary…
Not unlike the temple curtain, she thought.
Then suddenly she saw Him, her baby boy. He was wrapped in swaddling clothes.
Then the scene changed. Too quickly. Too harsh.
But there He was, draped in a torn and blood stained robe.  He shouldn’t be there, not hanging from a rugged cross.
He was too good. Too kind. Too loving.
Even in sleep she gasped for air when they appeared: the graves clothes - the tomb – the boulder. A tear slid down her cheek as she heard the noise, so much noise. It was all too much. Then slowly the scene changed yet again as a light and another angel appeared - beckoning her forward. 
She waited realizing that something wasn’t right – 'God help me something isn’t right...'
With a startled cry she awoke; mind racing, searching for the truth.
Then it hit her: the reality of her Son’s journey.
The manger – long vacant,
The cross –  bare of all but stains,
The stone – rolled away,
The tomb – empty,
Yes, He arose.
He’s no longer bound by death.
He's very much alive.
God’s Son…her Son…He’d accomplished what He came to do.
Thoughts of Him, 
Of His smile,
Of His love for her, for others too,
Brought tears.
Slowly, she closed her eyes against the darkness.
With a smile, she wiped her eyes…
'Oh my Son...why my Son?'
 
For a deeper look read:

A DEEPER LOOK
OT: Proverbs 2:1-5; Joshua 1:9
NT:  Galatians 5:22-23; Romans 12:2; Hebrews 10:23

Have a blessed weekend and a Merry Christmas,
Coach Kelly
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