A friend and I were discussing the first chapters in Genesis today. ( I feel so scholarly and theological just typing that.) It’s currently the book I am studying in my Sunday school class. Jen and I were talking about how, when it’s a story that you cannot remember ever not knowing, it’s hard to look at it through fresh eyes, and really try to understand. All of the sudden, I had all of these questions, and it was exciting!
So tonight, on my way to the store to buy a pie crust, because for some reason Faith and I have decided to bake a pie tomorrow, I listened to this new Christmas CD that Philip bought me by Shane and Shane. There’s a song on the album called Born to Die. I’m going to attempt to put a link to the song on here for you to hear. All of the sudden, in the car, I was crying. There’s a part of the song that says, “You don’t take my life, you won’t take my life, you don’t take my life, I lay it down”. I saw with fresh eyes the miracle of Christmas and what it meant for the world. I thought for the first time about how close Jesus came to dying as a baby, and would have, had an angel not told Joseph in a dream to leave in the middle of the night. Again, nobody took His life, He laid it down. How tragically beautiful and moving, and beyond any words that could sum up that kind of sacrifice.
Let me add, I’m not a pretty crier. Some girls are, and I quite envy that, since when I start to cry, it’s very hard to stop. So there I am, in the middle of Safeway, trying to choose a pie crust, with tears in my eyes, and make-up running all over my face. Not pretty, my friends.
And to catch you up on a few things, a friend bought me a 25 dollar gift card to Starbucks before she read my blog, Callie put Santa on top of the manger and lightning didn’t strike our house, Justus wrapped himself in Christmas garland, giggling the whole time, and Callie has about 10 books and 15 stuffed animals in her bed right now.
I miss you SOO much my friend!
I love our talks. I love learning new things, seeing things with new eyes. Makes me excited! Excited to read more and to learn. I think Satan has a way of tricking us- I think about reading my bible and then think, ‘eh, I know that stuff already’. Its so hard to gain anything new on my own. My soul craves more, and its daunting….. In Ancient Classics we learned the true sign of great writing is that every time you read it you can gain something new from it, but sometimes I don’t feel philosophically up to the challenge. . . . . on a side note, I have been practicing Labor of Love for Christmas at our church– I love the line:
But the baby in her womb
He was the maker of the moon
He was the Author of the faith
That could make the mountains move.
Gives me shivers. Every so often I am totally blown away by the love of Jesus- how much He willingly gave up. It’s flabbergasting!