Sunday, December 7, 2008

bethlehem town

i'm behind.  i've been down for the count since thanksgiving.  i should be close...well, closer to being finished with my shopping.  luckily i decorated my apartment before i left for thanksgiving. so that's done.  
christmas is my favorite time of year.  i love the decorations, the colors, the food...somehow though, i always tend to make the real reason less of a reality in my mind.  i don't know if that makes sense or not.  i think in the back of my mind, i know what christmas is all about charlie brown :), but i choose to rush through the same old story.  one tradition in my family is to open our gifts on christmas eve.  but before we do that, we read the christmas story.  sadly, i usually end up with one eye on my dad as he reads, and one eye on the presents under the tree.  
sad.  selfish.

i've had a lot of time to think in the last week or so.  it's not just a story.  it is a plan.  God's intricate design prophesied for years culminated in one moment.  it's redemption, it's love, it's mercy...something my earthly mind cannot ever begin to understand fully.  God sent His perfect Son into this world that hates we could know Him.  He gave Jesus human parents...real people who's lives were turned upside down...just because He loves us.  
i've often wondered what mary and joseph thought.  the bible gives a bit of insight, but i wonder the actual conversations they had.  what did they say, what did they feel?   
i've been listening this week to my all time favorite christmas cd.  it's christmas time by city on a hill.  this song has just been resounding in my head.  
bethlehem town--jars of clay

oh mary, joseph, rest your eyes
try not to think about the ending
world full of empty, He will die
but tonight He is still just a child

the silent night drifts all away
and the angels are dancing around you
there's the joy of knowing He'll save the world
overshadowing the pain He'll go through

have you cursed at the wind
have you cried to the heavens
have you fought with this mercy you don't understand
when the wise men kneel down
to kiss the hand of this king they found
in bethlehem town

will you hold back the years awhile
will you dream that this man could always be a child
and never carry all the weight
of the dirt and the distance and the company we keep


and did the stars shine much brighter that night
you gave birth to the death that would bring us to life
and did the mystery keep you awake
was the sound of His little heart too much to take

oh, i don't understand
when the wise men kneel down
to kiss the had of this king they found


in bethlehem town
in bethlehem town

this year is different.  this year, i'm listening.  this year, the story is real.

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