God in a diaper, it is more than I can get my heart or
head around. The WORD who spoke the
worlds into existence being confined to da da and ma ma leaves me
speechless. God as a six year old
missing two front teeth speaking with a lisp, skipping rocks on the lake and
playing hide and seek. God with dirty
fingernails catching lizards and inspecting bugs while walking barefoot in the
sand. God as a teenager noticing the
pretty girls and dreaming of the future with you and me in mind. God on a cross victimized by His own
creation. God turning suffering into
victory. Love meeting hate face to face
and refusing to bow to its dark and dirty deeds. Love so holy and pure that it purges sin and
opens the door to heaven and invites us home. It is the Gift which keeps on
giving. It is the Christmas Story and I
am sticking with it. Merry Christmas to all our friends. jfs
James, Mary and Tamp
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