The crazy whirl wind of a holiday activities is nearing an end, and I am anxiously awaiting the solitude of winter to be still before the Lord.
Tonight, we celebrated the first day after Christmas. Yep, that’s right. Monday, we celebrated the anticipated birth of Jesus, yesterday we rejoiced in that birth, and today…. Well, tonight we continued to celebrate Jesus for who is was, and is. We joined with several kids at the HOME building and worshipped and sang. Christmas Music, Easter Music, and 2nd coming music.
I can’t tell you how cool it was to see these kids worship, and in the midst of it, to have their parents and grandparents praising Jesus with them. Not watching a show, but praising Jesus. Honestly…. it was really sweet.
Here’s some facts that I thought were interesting that we were able to share with the kids and the adults.
His birth is talked about 300 times in the bible
His death – Jesus himself talked about it 21 times, (and 8X about his resurrection) and it is in the old testament 100+ times.
His second coming – is mentioned more than 2400 times in the bible and is the single greatest theme of the bible. Wow huh…
Tonight, with the kids, we stood in eager anticipation as the shepherds did some 2000 years ago. Anticipation of his birth, his death on the cross, and most importantly, HE IS COMING AGAIN.
After the program, I transitioned into my weekly human trafficking prayer set. The stage that just an hour before was filled with kids rejoicing and singing and squealing in delight was empty and it was just me alone with the Lord.
As I prayed I was overcome with emotion from the night. My kids, getting the full gospel message as a part of a Christmas prayer celebration. And then thinking of countless kids who don’t even know that they are missing out on Christmas celebration. Who tonight, and last night, and the night before, were used for someone else’s pleasure. While I feasted and showered my kids with love and gifts, these kids have a life so different I can’t hardly imagine it. And, again I was drawn to the heart of the father. My heart was breaking for kids I didn’t know. Name less, faceless kids. But God’s kids all the same. To think about what God’s heart might be feeling was truly too much.
And then to realize that many of these kids (and women for that matter) don’t know the Lord. They don’t have the ability to hold on to the hope that He is coming again, and that they day continues to draw near. When I pray for injustice, I always go to the verses that reassure me that he is a just God and there will be righteousness, in his time. We cannot understand God’s timing. However, we can understand that we live in a time when the heavenlies are engaging in a battle with the enemy. We stand in the assurance that Satan is defeated and will someday be defeated for eternity.
Let me end with one of my favorites…
Ezekiel 7:3 – The end is now upon you, and I will unleash my anger against you. I will judge you according to your conduct and repay you for all your detestable practices. 4 I will not look on you with pity; I will not spare you. I will surely repay you for your conduct and for the detestable practices among you.
As I process the night, I realize only a glimpse of the complexity of God. How in one room, in his presence I can go from rejoices and glorious tears, to crying out for the hurting and tears for the pain and suffering. And to know that the Lord is in all of it…. Oh, what a night!