read to feed the soul
Written by FBJ Women for Women
by: Camille Anding
Recently we were traveling on Interstate 55 when traffic slowed to a crawl. Blue lights were soon in sight and then signs of a fender bender. I’ve read that rubber-necking is usually the predominant culprit for the slow traffic – not the accident. However, I can’t point fingers because I want to see, too – just like all the motorists in front of me.
It appears to come with humans – a desire to see. Am I a grandmother that minds her own mature business and ignores the unusual, the mysterious and the puzzling? Not yet! I always say, “Let me see – I wanna see.”
Since the beginning of a knowledge of God, the Supreme Being, man has wondered what He was like. The first Adam was the only human to ever know Him as a companion in a paradise made for Adam. However, the darkness of sin entered and the treasure of seeing God was ended. Sinful man would never again be able to stand in the gaze of a thrice-holy God.
Then the miracle came. God’s love had pre-arranged for man to see God in flesh and blood. He clothed Himself in human skin and was born into our world. He grew into manhood and for three years performed miracles, loved the unloved, healed the sick, and raised the dead. No one ever saw one like Jesus – Immanuel – God with us.
Now I don’t have to wonder what God looks like or be puzzled over His Spirit-being. I can see Him in the Bible – on all the pages that tell of His love and His plan of redemption. I never have to say, “Let me see” or “I wanna see.” I’ve seen Him sleep in the manger of Bethlehem, embrace the leper, feed the hungry, comfort the sorrowing, wash dusty feet, and calm storms over the Sea of Galilee. I’ve also seen Him hanging between two thieves on a cross, paying my sin debt.
Now that I’ve seen Him, I’m eternally convinced that our first Christmas gift, laid in the Bethlehem manger, was the greatest gift ever given!
“Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and they shall call his name Immanuel” (which means God with us).
Immanuel, I praise You for living the human, servant role before us. It moves me to a greater love for You, and I bow in praise and thanksgiving. Amen
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