December 19
“I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty. Revelation 1:8
Holidays always stir up memories of those days gone by and the people we shared those special, happy occasions with. For many, this time of reflection brings with it longing to return to what seemed to be simpler days with those we love, especially those no longer with us. Thoughts of those times gone forever fill the heart with nostalgia, and for some deep sadness, instead of the hope and joy the Nativity points us toward.
Beginnings . . . endings . . . all are a part of life, part of the experience of being in this world as we know it. Here, everything has a start point as well as a point that is final, like the period at the end of a sentence indicating a stop. Or so it appears, or so we are made to think in this physical world we live in . . .
However, with faith in a Little One in His Mother’s arms, born in hay warmed by the bodies of crude animals; in a moment of peace against a harsh, cold world; in a star that leads the way to His blessed grace; there is understanding of the One who is directing us toward the Light of God. And in that joyous knowledge, we begin to comprehend that what is in front of us, what we can touch right now, is nothing compared to what our eyes will see when it is time. We believe deeply within our souls that those we love continue in love, for with God there is only goodness and love.
Holidays, family gatherings, our times at the Table of our Lord, remind us of what is ahead: continued gatherings with those we love in the presence of the One who created it all - The One who always was, and always will be.
Abba! Father! We are yours!
Copyright© 2014 Kathleen A Matson
“I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty. Revelation 1:8
Holidays always stir up memories of those days gone by and the people we shared those special, happy occasions with. For many, this time of reflection brings with it longing to return to what seemed to be simpler days with those we love, especially those no longer with us. Thoughts of those times gone forever fill the heart with nostalgia, and for some deep sadness, instead of the hope and joy the Nativity points us toward.
Beginnings . . . endings . . . all are a part of life, part of the experience of being in this world as we know it. Here, everything has a start point as well as a point that is final, like the period at the end of a sentence indicating a stop. Or so it appears, or so we are made to think in this physical world we live in . . .
However, with faith in a Little One in His Mother’s arms, born in hay warmed by the bodies of crude animals; in a moment of peace against a harsh, cold world; in a star that leads the way to His blessed grace; there is understanding of the One who is directing us toward the Light of God. And in that joyous knowledge, we begin to comprehend that what is in front of us, what we can touch right now, is nothing compared to what our eyes will see when it is time. We believe deeply within our souls that those we love continue in love, for with God there is only goodness and love.
Holidays, family gatherings, our times at the Table of our Lord, remind us of what is ahead: continued gatherings with those we love in the presence of the One who created it all - The One who always was, and always will be.
Abba! Father! We are yours!
Copyright© 2014 Kathleen A Matson