I want my Mom

He’s running and playing when his toe catches and he falls flat on his face.  It is just skinned knees and hands, but the child is a mess; a flood of tears, gasping for breath between sobs. "I want my Mom," the words wheeze out in little spasms of physical emotion.  Mom gathers him close with her soothing words, "Mommy's here," spread like a salve, healing the broken heart of that child. In a moment's time, terror gives way to peace - 'cause Mom is there. It's a magical scene! 

We are running through life when – bam! – we find ourselves knocked sideways. Challenges, disappointments, even weariness overwhelm us.  What a blessing for the Christian to be able to close his eyes in prayer with child-like faith praying -  "LORD, I need You!"  The Psalm uses maternal language for God’s comfort. "He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge. " (Psalm 91:4, NIV) The Holy Spirit embraces us. We listen quietly and the Voice of God says, "it's all right now!"

Sometimes as I sense the Spirit's Presence, I cannot hold back the tears, as the emotions that have been bottled up spill over. Those tears are not weakness, they are a language that God understands. One of the messages of this Holy Season is the nearness of God. He is not standing far off.  In Jesus, He became incarnate – ‘in the flesh.’

The Word calls Him "Emmanuel.”  Yes, He is God with us! The Gospel writers make it abundantly clear that He is not just God for the 'together,' the rich, the beautiful, the brave, or the intelligent. Jesus, the Christ, is the God of the little, the forgotten, the weak, those bruised and broken by life. He chose a young girl from a hill town to birth Him into this world. He chose to be born among us in the animal shelter 'out back,' because the room up front was full. Just maybe the kinsfolk of Joseph in Bethlehem had 'no room' specifically because they knew the whispered scandal of His conception.

The royal family in Judah determined early on to kill Him, and Jesus' family became fugitives for a time until Herod's death. As He began His adult ministry, Mark tells us that His own family thought He was mentally unstable and tried to bring Him home to avoid embarrassment. At the end of His short life, He hung naked, pinned to a rough cross, bleeding to death, while passers-by hurled insults at Him. Pilate mocked Him - "The King of the Jews" read the sign ordered nailed above Him as He died, a cruel joke.  If that all sounds terribly dramatic, remember this – He is able to be touched with our weakness.  He became fully Man and thus understands your weariness, your brokenness, your disappointment, your feelings of worthlessness... He's been there!

He offers more than sympathy. He is the Savior who is also the Lord of Glory. He is the embodiment of the Promise of the Great Reversal - who will make the last, first - who will exalt the humble!
Mary's song captures the joy we can know because of the Christmas promise. Read it thoughtfully today.
Note the triumph in the words, spoken prophetically, and with great hope. It is a poem written from the safety of the Divine Parent's embrace.

This is the word from the Word -
“Oh, how I praise the Lord. How I rejoice in God my Savior!
For he took notice of his lowly servant girl, and now generation after generation will call me blessed.
For he, the Mighty One, is holy, and he has done great things for me.
His mercy goes on from generation to generation,
to all who fear him. His mighty arm does tremendous things!
How he scatters the proud and haughty ones!
He has taken princes from their thrones and exalted the lowly.
He has satisfied the hungry with good things
and sent the rich away with empty hands.
And how he has helped his servant Israel!

He has not forgotten his promise to be merciful.
For he promised our ancestors—Abraham and his children— to be merciful to them forever.”
(Luke 1:46-55, NLT)

"It's all right now!" God is here!
"He embraced his chosen child, Israel; He remembered and piled on the mercies, piled them high."

May your Christmas be marked with Joy, filled with Light, and celebrated with a new awareness of God's Love.
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My prayer is to be used by God in these musings to encourage, to comfort, to provoke and that together we will grow up in Christ, living for the 'praise of His glory.' God bless you richly today.