Monday, December 15, 2014

A Christmas Epic

A tale that is told centuries over.

A tale that is listened to.

A tale that stuns and a tale that is ignored.

An epic.

A child.

A child born of a Virgin.  A supreme humbled.

A child raised in the backwaters.  A Messiah raised, for glory, in rags.  Despised by the world.

A young man, wiser than Solomon, respected his elders.

A young man, made for kingship, grown a carpenter.

A man.  A warrior.  Noble and mighty.  Descended from kings.  A God-King.

Twelve men.  Twelve soldiers.  Twelve seeds to scatter.

To scatter.  To plant.  To send down roots.  To send up shoots.

To train.  To shape.  To build culture.

A tree.  Made into a symbol.  A symbol of punishment.

A shameful punishment.

A sinless lamb.  A lion, roaring in righteousness.  Nailed.

Love torn.  Love shunned.  Love discarded.

Love.

Nailed to a Cross.

Love.  Dead.

Love risen.

Death made dead.

Life restored.

Light shining.

A Baby, young Man, a Man, a God-King.  Risen.






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