Heart Beat…
Christmas Eve…Where are our hearts?
Too often scotch tape and shiny paper wrap our souls. Time to break free and be wrapped – with wonder, with the Gift itself. Instead of wrapping up boxes and details, how about we just give rapt attention to Jesus come.
Giving to the Giver a sigh of surrender, taking a deep breath cleansing us with the Holy Spirit, and ears listening for Heaven’s very heart. A heart born beating for us so ours will never stop beating – no not ever. “But God’s gift is eternal life given by Jesus Christ our Lord.” (Romans 6:23 CEV)
And the gift we need but seem to miss no matter how many bags we open: peace.
Peace, the Good News wrapped in cloths – and someday Peace will reign forever – and ever. “When the Messiah came, He proclaimed the good news of peace to you who were far away and peace to those who were near.” (Ephesians 2:17 HCSB)
The merry in our Christmas is not a sentiment – the merry is Sacrifice, the merry is Risen, the merry is Returning soon.
Untie our heart strings from the stuff of life and let our hearts be captured in awe of You, God in flesh. Everything we could ever want arrived lowly, left having been pierced for us, but will return in Alleluia and Victory. And the gift of eternity will take our breath away like no other Christmas morning present.
Joy to the world – joy to you and blessings of amazing love!
parisrenae 
Amen! Love this line, “untie our heartstrings from the stuff of life….”. To worship, this is the real stuff of life!
Merry Christmas! 🙂
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Yes, worship – the only One worthy of praise – and the more we worship the lighter our hearts and the more they beat in unison with His! Merry Christmas…
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Thank You and Merry Christmas!♥️♥️
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Melinda, Merry Christmas and blessings as your heart beats with His…
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I had more time to spend alone on Christmas Day before going to dinner at one of my pastors’ homes. In that precious time, I focused on the substance of my recent post…”Veiled in Flesh.” Jesus … yes He adorned flesh for us…to take our sins upon Himself. He also had that same flesh bruised and torn, bleeding for me, for you. I felt starkly naked yet loved so very much by this truth. And all I can do is praise Him, honor Him, love Him. Thank you for lifting His Name high.
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Yes, praise and honor are His and His alone. Blessings as your heart beats for Him and you follow more closely as He leads…
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