Three French Words

On the third day of Christmas, my True Love gave to me
three French words: Joie de vivre!
 
  
You will show me the way of life,
granting me the joy of your presence
and the pleasures of living with you forever.
(Psalm 16:11 NLT)
 
 
Today finds me curled up on the couch, nursing a cold. Not feeling much joie de vivre. The common cold doesn’t provide much joy of living. But joy doesn’t always means happiness or health. I accepted my cold (which I am thankful came now, instead of last weekend). I settled into reading and then watching some films that I had on my Christmas wish list.
 
I watched The Nativity, which I hadn’t viewed in a long time. The setting and narrative action gives the sense of being there. The writer of the screenplay opens with Herod’s edict to kill all children under the age of two. A horrific portrait of power mongering fueled by pride and paranoia.
 
This tragedy is juxtaposed with scenes leading up to the birth of Jesus. The action takes place with hints of the gospel parables. Vineyards, wind blowing the leaves, figs and grapes and wheat harvest. Chaff blowing in the wind.
 
And the people of the story. Elizabeth and Zechariah stunned by the joy of a son in their old age. Mary scared, but willing to believe the impossible. Joseph who wavers with his own fears, but believes the good news of the angel.
 
“A son will be born to her, and you are to name him Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.” (Matthew 1:21 NLT)
 
 
This is the real joy. The joy of God’s salvation. This is cause for joie de vivre!
 
 


Bethlehem: Home of the Beloved

Advent{ures}: Let’s Go to Bethlehem

 

Benjamin*: God’s beloved;
God’s permanent residence.
Encircled by God all day long,
within whom God is at home.


Deuteronomy 33:12 (The Message)

But you, Bethlehem, David’s country,
the runt of the litter—
From you will come the leader
who will shepherd-rule Israel.
He’ll be no upstart, no pretender.
His family tree is ancient and distinguished.
Meanwhile, Israel will be in foster homes
until the birth pangs are over and the child is born,
And the scattered brothers come back
home to the family of Israel.
He will stand tall in his shepherd-rule by God’s strength,
centered in the majesty of God-Revealed.
And the people will have a good and safe home,
for the whole world will hold him in respect—
Peacemaker of the world!

Micah 5:2-4 (The Message)

*While Jesus was descended from Judah, the tribe of Benjamin is closely associated with Judah.  Bethlehem was part of Judah’s inheritance and Jerusalem was part of the territory that both tribes inherited. Yet, symbolically they both have rich connections with the Messiah.
 

No history of the town of Bethlehem would be complete without a mention of David, the most beloved king of Israel. His name literally means “beloved.”  He is the one remembered as the man after God’s own heart.

After the debacle of the period of the judges and the miracle of Ruth and Boaz becoming the great-grandparents of David, the descendants of Jacob/Israel continue to move steadily toward becoming a nation. And as a nation, they desire a king. Moses had warned them that if they chose to be ruled by an earthly king, life would be more difficult. But they insist on moving away from a theocracy to a monarchy.

For their first king, a tall, handsome lad from the tribe of Benjamin was chosen by God. Saul appeared to have a promising future, until he stepped over the line of his role as king. One day on the field of battle, he gave in to fear or pride or both, and made an offering to God outside of God’s prescribed way, after earlier disobeying God’s command to completely destroy the enemy, which was an edict for their protection.
 
Saul fell back into that pattern of “doing what was right in his own eyes” with the twist of justifying his actions by asserting that he was worshipping God. After his disobedience and lack of repentance, God chooses a new leader for his people.

God sends Samuel to Bethlehem to anoint God’s beloved, a young shepherd boy, a son of Jesse. Samuel assumes God is looking for another tall, handsome lad. But this time God lets Samuel know appearances don’t make a man, but the heart.

Samuel pours the anointing oil over David’s head and it drips down his ruddy face. That day he becomes a marked man, marked for both triumph and adversity. For a period of time, he hides out in caves to escape the wrath of Saul, who hasn’t accepted God’s new plan graciously.
 
In this time of exile, David gathers around himself valiant men, who would give their lives for their captain. One day, David longs for the well of his youth. He thirsts for home. Three of his valiant men overhear David’s lament for this water from Bethlehem. They leave their stronghold, sneak through the ranks of the Philistines who have occupied the town. They triumphantly bring back the water to their leader and he pours it out before their eyes. They must wonder at his lack of gratitude, but he explains that to drink it would be to disregard the risk they took to get it. They risked their very lives to ease his homesickness.

I cannot say that I totally understand David’s action, but I notice a greater picture of sacrifice foreshadowed by their valor. David and his valiant men risked all for a drink of water. Jesus poured out his very life to quench our thirst forever.

O Little town of Bethlehem, where bread and water satisfy, where tragedy and redemption intertwine, where kings and kingdoms arise and where longing for home stirs.

Random Saturday

Since I started the 31 Days of Challenge sponsored by the Nester, I have been following a pattern of posting my weekly schedule of Monday Musings, Tuesday’s Pic, Word of the Week Wednesday, Thrilling Guest Thursday, and linking up with Five Minute Fridays.

When Saturday arrives, I’m not quite sure what I will post. The last couple weeks was related to prayer:

Pray: To Entreat or Implore;To Make a Humble Request

How to Pray for An Hour

Here it is another Saturday! I think I will post about Image. Sort of a follow-up to yesterday’s post about LOOK.

Image can mean an exact likeness, a tangible or visible representation or incarnation. (www.m-w.com)

Whenever I think about the fact that we are created in God’s image, I can scarcely take it in. When I ponder the fact that Jesus took on our flesh becoming God with us, my soul soars with joy, peace and hope. Even though, I will never quite be able to completely understand. I can only imagine what it was like for God to become man.

As an image bearer, I enjoy looking at images: paintings, nature and photographs. Each medium gives just a hint of eternity and holiness and beauty and grace and light and darkness and joy and pain. All these facets of God, but not God at all. God alone. God incarnate. God the Spirit. God with us and dwelling in us. Too much. Too wonderful for words or photos or anything really.

If anyone imagines that he knows something, he does not yet know as he ought to know. But if anyone loves God, he is known by God.
I Corinthians 8:2-3 ESV



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Race: Progess Toward a Goal

Do you not know that in a race all the runners run,
but only one receives the prize?
So run that you may obtain it.
1 Corinthians 9:24 ESV
 
 

It was a race against time. In a few short hours, he knew the cohort would surround them. It was dark and cooling off in the deserted olive grove. How often, they had walked here to escape the heat of the day, to talk over life. Tonight, he pushed towards the goal, along the way he told them a parable, one of his favorite ways of teasing them. To make them think, to challenge their status quo. To remind them that following was an adventure.

He spoke of the vinedresser, the vine and the vintage fruit. Reminding them that life apart from the vine was fruitless. But now, his heart raced, blood coursing through his veins in nervous expectation. Would he be able to finish the course set before him? The course his father imagined eons ago.

The faithful few were yawning, a stone’s throw away. A simple request: Watch with me. I need your prayers and your cheers to finish.

They nodded off. He remonstrated with them, please; I need to know I’m not alone. Won’t you press on toward the goal with me?

The third time the sweat on his brow, now, wiped on his sleeve; he was resolved. Panting with exhaustion, yet determined to go the final stretch. To be stretched beyond recognition.

A haunting rebuke, couldn’t you just give one hour?
 
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Retreat or Run?

Or you can do both in one day!

 
 
Jesus invites us to come…for rest and for life and for mission.
 
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”
 
Matthew 11:28-30 (The Message)
 
 
We are the bride of Christ, the army of God, a force to be reckoned with when we accept the invitation to be called by our given name. (Click here to download a song that makes me smile.)
 

 
 
At the retreat we were invited to “run hard after God” through the song, One Pure and Holy Passion by Passion:
 
 
Give me one pure and holy passion
Give me one magnificent obsession
Give me one glorious ambition for my life
To know and follow hard after you
To know and follow hard after you
To grow as your disciple in the truth
This world is empty, pale, and poor
Compared to knowing you my Lord
Lead me on and I will run after you


In the afternoon, I ran in a 5K. The run was good for my health, but the cause moves my heart. Check out FORJ-MO. An invitation from a group of passionate people for us to pursue mercy and justice for all, especially our youth.

 
 
 
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