He is the One

The wrappings are gone.

The boxes played with.

The toys are scattered.

The children content.

I sit in my chair.

What did it mean?

Is that all there is?

Now that it’s clean.

Something is missing.

My heart – it aches.

What is wrong with me?

Is it all fake?

The carols I sang.

Was it by rote?

The Father above.

Did He hear each note?

The Christ child - He came.

Did I forget?

To honor His birth.

To worship His breath.

I sit in quiet.

I ponder His birth.

Why did He come?

To this sin-filled earth.

The love of His Father.

Bid Him to come.

To save my soul.

He is the One!

In Christ,

Berta

This poem was previously on SnapShots: Devotions from Life

"Heaven's Loss"

He gave up glory on His majestic throne to come to earth, fully man yet fully God.

He was acknowledged as the Christ while still in a virgin’s womb.

Born in a stable. Laid in a manger. Serenated by angels. Gifted by kings.

This wasn't the beginning. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God” (John 1:1 KJV).

Earl and I have the print above, “Heaven’s Loss”, by Ron DiCianni. 

Focusing on the Christ Child lying in a manger, the archangel leans over Him as to have one last look.

His humanity was for our sake. “For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost” (Luke 19:10 KJV).

I am overwhelmed by Gods' goodness. Though I deserve nothing I have everything. In His mercy and grace and by His life, death, and resurrection I have eternal life without guilt or shame.

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace” (Isaiah 9:6 KJV).

My prayer is that you too know Him and His love.

In Christ,

Berta

Nothing Before

When my nephew, Michael, was four years old, he asked his mother if he could call me. When we got on the telephone, he began to ask questions:

“Aunt Berta, was I a baby when you had the wreck, because I don’t remember it?”

“No, It happened before you were born, Michael,” I reply.

“Aunt Berta, do your hands work?”

 “No, baby.”

“Well, your one hand works.”

“No, my hands don’t work, Michael.”

“Aunt Berta, can I drive your chair?”

“No baby.”

“Can I ride in your van when we come there?”

“Yes, you can.”

“Aunt Berta, will you ride in our car when God heals you?”

“Yes, Michael.”

As I tried to explain to Michael that my accident happened before he was born, he couldn’t understand. You see to him everything started when he was born and there was nothing before.

It’s that way with God. When you repent of your sins, die to self and give your life to Christ you are “born again” and God only sees your new self. 

Nothing before.

“He has not dealt with us according to our sins, Nor punished us according to our iniquities. For as the heavens are high above the earth, So great is His mercy toward those who fear Him; As far as the east is from the west, So far has He removed our transgressions from us” (Psalm 103:10-12).

In Christ,

Berta

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