It’s getting to be Christmas time, and with the season come all the fuzzy feelings of “Home.”
Christmas is when the kids come home, and you get to enjoy traditions together, all of them linked to warm memories. Smiles, wonderful secrets, anticipation, cinnamon aroma in the air, lights shimmering everywhere, a heart full of love and ready to give, lovely tables overflowing with goodies. Christmas is a time to be together and listen, to remember that we are safe together and the storms will pass, time to heal and recharge…
Christmas embodies “Home” for most of us.
I was home the other day, enjoying the wonderful feelings of the Christmas season when this lovely song came through the air, Mary, Did you know? A couple of lines jumped up at me:
Did you know
that your Baby Boy has come to make you new?
This Child that you delivered will soon deliver you.
Mary, did you know
that your Baby Boy will calm the storm with His hand?
Mary did you know…
The blind will see.
The deaf will hear.
The dead will live again.
The lame will leap.
The dumb will speak
The praises of The Lamb.
The sleeping Child you’re holding is the Great, I Am.
And as clear as day, I realized that He Himself is my home. He causes me to be whole, to see, to hear, to live. He alone gives me safety. He alone makes me to be who I am supposed to be.
The Great I Am has become my home.