Its Christmas today
In every house
in every town

In houses with rooms
Too numerous to count
And houses made of tin
With only one room to see

In some homes
Christmas cost
More than a middle class
mans’ year wages

In some homes
Christmas meant
They had food to eat
Which was more than
they dared to hope for

There is one thing
That Christmas
in every home
in every town
has in common

Everyone can freely
receive an eternity
Free from heartache,
pain and death

If they choose to receive
The Christ of Christmas.
The gift of the Father
To whoever wants it.

No earthly gift
Comes near

No money can buy
True joy, peace
And Love….which will last
For eternity.

Matthew 16:25-27

²⁵ For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will find it. ²⁶ What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul? ²⁷ For the Son of Man is going to come in his Father’s glory with his angels, and then he will reward each person according to what they have done.

Do you see a newborn lamb
Suckling his mum with his tail wagging
If he knew how short his life would be
Would he suckle less joyfully?

Life is unpredictable
The Only thing constant is Love.

But His love is not how we sometimes want it.
Its not always felt or seen in what happens in this life.

So by faith we hold on to a Constant
Eternal love that we believe in no matter how much suffering and pain our earthly lives endure. 

Constant, unchanging
Willing to suffer on our behalf
He knows unbelievable pain
He knows the depths of dispair
He knows the sting of unfaithfulness
He knows us
Yet…He loves us.

If like lambs we can suckle from Him
For as a mother cares for her young
So He cares for us.

Regardless of what the future holds
Refuse to let fear separate us from love

For life is unpredictable
But love….Love is constant no matter what.

There is a place
Where I fully rest
But to be there
I have to lay myself down

Its a willing surrender
Of an unwilling soul
Desires that fight for dominance
Which one will win this time

It takes effort
Concentrated focus
To realize what leads me away
As I battle fiercely to get to that place

But the battle is quickly forgotten
When I enter in
When love envelopes me
I’m overcome with joy

Why is it so hard?
When nothing can compare to it
When every other desire is like an empty egg shell

But in Him
One with Him
There is everything
I am completely and utterly
Fulfilled

I am the vine and you are the branches. Whoever remains in Me and I in him will bear much fruit for without Me you can do nothing. John 15:5

Love is often described the same as a fire
Burning, passionate, consuming
Hot….

But maybe love is a fire.

It burns in the heart of man
For good or for evil
To uplift or to destroy

It needs something to keep it burning
It needs to be carefully nurtured or it will die

Sometimes it consumes the flesh as LOVE greater than yourself becomes your reality.

Sometimes its inspired by a lie or two and it consumes you, destroying your life

So be a firefighter and extinguish the flames of false loves that can lead you astray

But at the same time continuously zealously guard
the fire of true LOVE for the One and Only in your heart
and feed it the things it needs to burn….

For LOVE is a fire…a consuming fire…a jealous fire…

He walks in the cold and the dark
His hand caressing the little light
His electronic device forever near

Like a man in love
Nothing else is seen or heard
His desire so strong
To check, to see something,
Anything

The hard, cold screen
Gives no warmth for his cold hands
It answers not his silent cry
His loneliness intense
As he engages with this mistress

There is a man with fiery eyes
He knocks inside a door
Hidden in a deep place
Within the man’s breast
To engage with Him
Now that would be a change

If only he could put it down
Close his eyes and look
To find a Lover that is true
But his electronic mistress
Has gripped him in distraction
And he recognizes not the
hungry desire in him for more

To know HIM who could
set him on fire
True love and happiness would be his
Alas he will never find them
Unless he turns from the idol he caresses with his fingertips

So for now
He walks alone in the dark
But the fire longs
To be set alight within him
To burn him up with
Eternal LOVE.

They hurry up the aisles
Transitioning from work to living
Need to buy some food
Just a little time left of the day
The house has been empty for too many hours
Another day has gone away
Slipping between their fingers
Like sand in an hourglass
Where is the mission
The passion of their lives?
As they shuffle down the aisles
Avoiding eye contact at all costs
Buying empty bread just like their empty lives.