I was watching The Chosen Christmas Special last night. Seemed appropriate for the Eve of his birth celebration. And one of the things they said stuck in my mind.
It had been 400 years since Israel had heard from God. 400 years of silence. 400 years of apparent absence in the midst of their struggling. They had chosen other gods. And he had stepped back so they could see what they had chosen. And it had not been good.
They longed to have again, the blessings that came with being God's people. They poured over the promises written by holy scribes, which spoke of a time when God would reclaim them! They ached their way through oppression, dreaming of redemption. And they had waited for 400 years with no word.
Until that night. The night God spoke in a baby's cry! I am here! I am with you! I have come to share your life - share your misery - and lead you back! Back to freedom, and joy, and life as I gave it to you! I've come to show you the way of love! That God does not hate you - he's giving you all of himself! In one amazing and precious gift!
I am here. I am with you. Be mine. See this love I have for you! Trust it! You'll never be alone again.
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