I came out into the cold air as the sun had set and the light was dying. I was on my way home. I wondered why I felt such a sense of how good this felt and realized I was remembering my school days when I would be riding my bicycle from the village where the bus stopped, to my home a mile away. Then it was so good to be heading home after a day at school ten miles away. I would get home knowing that a cheerful welcome would greet me and the warmth of a coal and log fire. The time of life I have reached is one where nostalgia and memory play a significant part in the day. It is good when one has good memories for there are people who are not so blessed. We must all be grateful for the good things in life and also for the difficult things that have taught so much.
Every time I take a few days off from my blog my ratings slump. Very rarely do people go back into my old posts and read again. This is a typical attitude of the human heart, always wanting something different. At this time of year we should not be greedily wondering want new thing we will be getting for Christmas. Instead we should be looking at the old, old story, which is ever new of a baby who amazingly was God incarnate, God's gift to those who will put there trust in this one who was to grow up to give His life for His people. Set aside the controversy over whether December 25th is the actual date of His birth.(Shepherds do not keep their sheep out at night in Israel in December.) and set aside time to think about the fact that He did come and ponder if He came to set you free and if your answer is ,"Yes," He will make you free indeed.
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