Oh, the secret life of Cherie Roberson ponders the heart of Christ at Christmas.
Christmas day celebrates the birth of all He was to become...all the days that He would walk this slippery quicksand of earthly life and not sink below the pressure of it...
all the days of constant travel toward the end of His earthly life that birthed a promise for me of a spiritual life ever after...
all the days that He included Himself in the heartaches of life so that I would let His heart carry mine one day...
all the days that He would live as ALL in ALL so that He could consume ALL of my heart.
Perhaps Christ was first born in a STABLE to show us what it is to have a STABLE love: a love that faithfully endures the trials time tests us with and a love that is devoted to others despite the daily disasters that dare to destroy our love.
Perhaps, Christ was first born in a STABLE that I might know the full measure of His humble heart.
Perhaps, Christ is then born in my heart that my life might become His STABLE.
Christmas day celebrates the birth of all He was to become...all the days that He would walk this slippery quicksand of earthly life and not sink below the pressure of it...
all the days of constant travel toward the end of His earthly life that birthed a promise for me of a spiritual life ever after...
all the days that He included Himself in the heartaches of life so that I would let His heart carry mine one day...
all the days that He would live as ALL in ALL so that He could consume ALL of my heart.
Perhaps Christ was first born in a STABLE to show us what it is to have a STABLE love: a love that faithfully endures the trials time tests us with and a love that is devoted to others despite the daily disasters that dare to destroy our love.
Perhaps, Christ was first born in a STABLE that I might know the full measure of His humble heart.
Perhaps, Christ is then born in my heart that my life might become His STABLE.
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