It's Christmas time (in case you didn't notice). The stores are full of trees, decorations, lights, holiday music, sales, and crowds. We are frantically finishing up school, wrapping packages, baking holiday treats, mailing goodies to loved ones, and dashing off Christmas cards to the Aunt and Uncle you always seem to forget on your list. We are so consumed with "Christmas" that we forget about the "Christ" part of it.
So many unspeakable things have happened in our nation the past few days. I cannot begin to fathom the pain and questions of the families in Newtown, CT. I have cried and prayed and spent sleepless nights with my over-active imagination. I have squeezed my sweet children and worried over dropping them off at their school only to protect other sweet students at mine. I have prayed for their teachers as well as my collegues because basically, I didn't know what else to do but cry and hug and pray.
There have been several verses that I have seen in various places over the past few days that have spoken to me immensely, not only about the tragedy in CT but also about my God that I love and serve everyday and the celebration of him leaving his throne to come into this world of sin and evil. Today's verse delivered to me via email from KLOVE states:
I
am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither
death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today
nor our worries about tomorrow-not even the powers of hell can separate
us from God's love. ~Romans 8:38
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