Personal blog of christian
writer & fallible mom
Katy McKenna Raymond
in Kansas City, Missouri
Katy is represented by
Rachelle Gardner at
WordServe Literary
Read more Katy at
LateBoomer.net
Recent Posts
- Soul Train
- Live Out Your Dream And Discard The Box
- Tears In A Bottle
- From The Young Mom I Once Was, To You
- I Can’t Help Falling
- What A Difference Ten Years Makes
- The Next Best Thing To Robert Redford
- The Memory Keeper’s Daughter
- Where Have All The Years Gone
- Fun With Kiki Cullen
- Stuck On Mom
- Ten Years Later, Our Girls From Northern Ireland Remembered
- The Thrift of Grief
- Job Security
- The Party’s Over
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The Giver
What can you say about a God who would spend eternity planning to interrupt time with the gift of His redemptive love?
It’s not like He hadn’t tried a thousand times before the Nativity, tried to reach into the lives of those He created, tried to show them the way back to Him. They’d listen sometimes, too, and follow for a while, until things got too good and they didn’t think they needed what He had to offer anymore.
He knew what He would do all along, of course. He knew that giving the children of Israel His law would only serve to show them how far they’d fallen, and how they could never really be redeemed by the blood of goats and lambs. He gave them the law as a gift, but it was purposely incomplete, like giving a beautiful new car without a key or a platinum setting minus the perfect center diamond.
We tear into gifts on Christmas Day as if we’re missing something, as if the Father hadn’t already given us everything pertaining to life and godliness when He gave us Jesus, as if we still need something…else.
My heart is breaking this Christmas. I am close to so many hurting people, and it makes me sad that the one gift Who makes all the difference is often the Only One left untouched.
When you finish with the opening of the season’s bounty, when you’re gathering up the leftover debris of paper and ribbons and bows, take another look around the room to be certain you didn’t miss something…or Someone. There, in your child’s eyes, in your mother’s voice, in your friend’s smile, you just may find Him once again.
What can you say about a God who spent eternity past to give you the Christmas present of His Son? There is none like Him.
Thank you, Katy :)
Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 12/14/06 at 09:33 PMWhat can you say? It’s true, renders us speechless sometimes, huh? Great post Kay. Blessings.
Posted by Suzan on 12/15/06 at 11:24 AMtrue, so true.
Posted by ladysown on 12/22/06 at 09:08 PMOh, Katy - so true. Love this. Love you.
Posted by Vicki on 12/12/11 at 06:36 PMLOVE this! Your precious heart just comes shining through. Oh, how many, many gifts given from His loving hand that we overlook or discard.
Posted by Anne Mateer on 12/12/11 at 06:41 PM
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