John 6 : 42 They were saying, “Is not this Jesus, the son of Joseph, whose father and mother we know? How does He now say, ‘I have come down out of heaven'?”
There is a strange thing, that I am expecting tonight. It used to not be a thing in my life, and I have asked at times that it not be, but perhaps that request was a mistake, so I expect it tonight. Indeed something was said to me that it will happen. It has almost become a Christmas tradition for me. It happened after He came into my life and I got to know Him. This is what happens.
On Christmas even my Lord has often asked me to drive down to the beach where I used to live. I used to be a surfer and I loved the beach. He would take me back to that place, but at night - Christmas eve and talk to me. It is basically the same story, a story of some one I know. A story of Him.
He had a choice to make. A choice to come down out of heaven or not. It was a choice to leave a place so nice, so incredible that men can't understand and be put in the body of a baby in a place so dangerous that only His Father could protect Him. Indeed, He knew the plan for the cross, according to what He told me. There wasn't really another plan. Still, the choice had to be made. Oh, I guess it was made, He would tell me, but still He could have backed out. It was, according to what I heard, the toughest day of His existence. The cross was bad, but it was almost over at that point. So this was not as painful, but was worse because He knew what the choice meant for Him.
It was a day, and eve if you will, that He had to decide how much He loved us. It was a time He remembers, and I know that because of what we talk about on Christmas eve.
He see the earth rejoice, and is happy about that. He doesn't regret the choice, not one little bit. Indeed, it was the best choice He has ever made. Never-the-less, to know Him personally should mean knowing the choice He made to come down our of heaven. So there is a tradition, that He and I have. I wind up in tears every years that we talk about this. And yes, there were a couple of years that I asked that we two not have that tradition, but I am not asking for it this year. This year I am going to take my wife, which I only did one other year, and I thought I should share my Christmas eve tradition with the Lord with those on the forum.
Merry Christmas people, but lets us not forget Him. Thanks
There is a strange thing, that I am expecting tonight. It used to not be a thing in my life, and I have asked at times that it not be, but perhaps that request was a mistake, so I expect it tonight. Indeed something was said to me that it will happen. It has almost become a Christmas tradition for me. It happened after He came into my life and I got to know Him. This is what happens.
On Christmas even my Lord has often asked me to drive down to the beach where I used to live. I used to be a surfer and I loved the beach. He would take me back to that place, but at night - Christmas eve and talk to me. It is basically the same story, a story of some one I know. A story of Him.
He had a choice to make. A choice to come down out of heaven or not. It was a choice to leave a place so nice, so incredible that men can't understand and be put in the body of a baby in a place so dangerous that only His Father could protect Him. Indeed, He knew the plan for the cross, according to what He told me. There wasn't really another plan. Still, the choice had to be made. Oh, I guess it was made, He would tell me, but still He could have backed out. It was, according to what I heard, the toughest day of His existence. The cross was bad, but it was almost over at that point. So this was not as painful, but was worse because He knew what the choice meant for Him.
It was a day, and eve if you will, that He had to decide how much He loved us. It was a time He remembers, and I know that because of what we talk about on Christmas eve.
He see the earth rejoice, and is happy about that. He doesn't regret the choice, not one little bit. Indeed, it was the best choice He has ever made. Never-the-less, to know Him personally should mean knowing the choice He made to come down our of heaven. So there is a tradition, that He and I have. I wind up in tears every years that we talk about this. And yes, there were a couple of years that I asked that we two not have that tradition, but I am not asking for it this year. This year I am going to take my wife, which I only did one other year, and I thought I should share my Christmas eve tradition with the Lord with those on the forum.
Merry Christmas people, but lets us not forget Him. Thanks
