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Sacrifice is a noun in my vocabulary that should be a verb in my life.
The war on Christmas is waged of weakness and fed by vision blinded. It is a war of intellect blunted to stupidity and calling begging at the feet of cowardice.
Maybe I need to immerse the fabric of my soul in torrential nature of Christmas, and in doing so to finally understand that it is the very thing that can make the world what I so wish it were.
To fully understand how utterly amazing we really are we must first understand all of the things about us that are not, and then we must make our habitation where they are not.
At this moment God might not necessarily be a necessity, but know that His absence will of necessity eventually result in His necessity.
I am most thankful for what I don’t have, for had my life’s wish list been filled in the manner I had chosen I would be steeped in meaningless trinkets verses bathed in God’s treasures.
To keep my life free of evil I must of necessity keep my life full of God, for keeping my life full of anything else will give evil everything else.
Doing life without God is not doing life.
My vision of what God can do is nothing more than a fleeting glance of the backside of the ‘possible, ’ while God is inviting me to the forefront of the ‘impossible.
Thanksgiving is an attitude that must be rooted in the ‘gift of life’ if we ever hope to be thankful for the ‘gifts’ of life.
I pray that I am never so foolishly naive or roguishly pompous to think that I can be the captain of my own ship, for if God is not at the helm my ship will soon be at the bottom.
Of course I don’t want to get knocked down. But the single and sole solution to that fear is to not go anywhere where I can be knocked down. And is that not already being knocked down?
Greatness demands that I understand that I am not nearly as big as I thought myself to be, but that I am capable of becoming far bigger than I ever imagined myself to be.
Once I finally understand the immensity of my own impoverishment, I am finally in a position to see the enormity of God’s majesty.
In God’s vocabulary, ‘lost’ is an unnecessary adjective that is easily erased by the adjective ‘found’ if we would simply be brave enough to hand Him the eraser.
Discouragement is the cancer of great things.
I would be an utter fool to let my journey be defined by the denial of the journey.
Maybe the greatest hope of Christmas is that what it purports to be is exactly what it is.
If I were to be brutally honest with myself, how often is my journey actually a path designed to circumvent my journey?
Christmas is a bold act of emboldening sacrifice and the most selfless gift ever granted the rebellious lot that we are.
Whatever I ‘align’’ myself with are the very things that will create a ‘line’ into my future.
If I am so terribly limited as to view my handicaps as nothing more than lamentable limitations, then I have taken some of my greatest God-given assets and completely handicapped them.
The present is too often squandered grieving the past or fearing the future, which makes the present nothing more than a cheap facsimile of what was or what will be instead of what it could be.
The art of living is to rise above lesser things so that we can truly enjoy great things. And the message of Christmas is the greatest of all things.
And who would dare write their own death into the script so that the rest of the characters in the tale might live? God of course.
No, I am not powerful nor do I wish to be, for it is God using my weakness that makes me potent and I would never wish to surrender that.