Sunday, December 24, 2006

Christmas reminder

Who do we remember at Christmas?

Precious Jesus, in frailty born

cradled in a stall forlorn
nursed by one amongst gifts and herds
appeared in flesh the inerrant word

Teacher Jesus, wise and just
fulfilled the task he knew he must
brought life to many such as me
by dying on that cursed tree

Mighty Jesus, Lord of all
Conqueror over the grave's thrall
in power he rose, ascended then
awaiting us, his brethren

Promised Jesus, king eternal
Lord o'er men and things infernal
coming one day soon to reign
and in his wake, an angel train!

'Saviour Jesus, risen king'
forever may our praises ring,
from sky to sky and stars to stars
remembering who you truly are

THIS is who we remember at Christmas. It is a pointer to the glorious beginning of the working out of God's salvation plan for us on earth. And more than a pointer, his ascension reminds us of where we're headed - God's presence.

You can't fully take in the wonder or mystery of his coming, nor of what awaits us when we come through the waters of death to stand before him, but praise God with a whole heart, remember what price he paid for you in Jesus, and fix your hearts and mind fully on him and where we are headed.

Christmas is a reminder of who God is and what he did.



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Monday, December 11, 2006

R.I.P Treasure Island

It's all over and done with! Quite crazy to think that it's all completed now, after 3 months of rehearsals and immense fun and constant adlibbing. Thanks to all of you who managed to make it! Seeing your faces in the audience was great, and thanks for booing me from scene one onwards ;)

Business will now ensue with the manicness of work back at Asda, what with Christmas coming up soon. However, I've been reminded a lot this year - moreso than ever - that Christmas is because of Christ. It's one of the times of year that reminds us that the immortal, invisible, eternal God sent his son - through who the world was made - into the world because it was the only way we could become his adopted sons. Awesome stuff, immensely awe-inspiring, and insanely humbling. I'll never get my mind around God's love for me, and I hope I never feel I have. Because that would just be sheer arrogance & pride in thinking that I know him that well. The infinite God. Wow.

On that thought, remember that this is Christmas, not Buddhamas, Allahmas or wintermas. We celebrate the birth of our Lord & Saviour, Jesus Christ; an amazingly humble entrance into the world. Few knew of it, few understood who he was. Yet 'El Gibor', the Mighty God, incarnate stepped down to, and walked this earth.

It's him that our salvations are based on; our trust in him, and him alone. Not the things we can do, or wish to do. Not the attitude we try to live with. Jesus Christ, and he alone, is the author and perfecter of our faith (Hebrews 12v2). And it's in his righteousness that we'll one day stand before our Father in Heaven.

Don't lose sight of it this Christmas.



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