Twas like a beacon in the night,
but, why three red lights shone so bright?
It felt like something was in the air,
and the dread filled thought - it needed repair.
When we read the owner's manual, the mocking words,
"Must be returned to Microsopft for repair" almost
gleamed out at you like those flashing lights on the
game console. I don;t know how they did it, but I
swore the word even sneered at you off the page.
This was beyond ANYTHING I could fix. It needed the
maker to fix it - or a complete replacement.
And that was the essence of Christmas, Jesus entered
life waiting in line - for us - so we could get a new
replacement on our terminally defective hearts.
And while I hate waiting in line for what seems like
forever, the X-Box replacement will cost me nothing
except my time.
OUR defect cost Him everything - and I will try and
meditate on that as I stand in line.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Matthew 6:19-21
'Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.' Matthew 6:19-21 NIV
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