A great gathering is coming. I can already feel the rising swell of family blood being drawn together as we prepare for our journey over the hill and through the woods. Christmas is about many things including one new baby child come to be a brother to many and Lord of all. But mainly Christmas is about the blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins which now rises in the just and the unjust drawing all together for a momentary global gathering. There is a lot of noise leading up to the gathering much like long ago as people uprooted from their lives were forced to their ancestorial homes, where their blood came from, which now flowed through them. The blood in this story flowed from a King, David, and before him from Adam, Eden, and then from the Great Beyond.
I saw a tugboat early this dark morning. It was heading east groaning under its great burden all decked out in its traveling colors, royal colors of Christmas, blue for the King, red for His blood. Yes, the tide is gathering, and the world is slowly turning to one quiet dawn when we will all once again gather according to the blood that flows in us. Some the blood of their ancestors and some the blood of their Savior but all because of the blood of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. And we will peer down into a manger and behold the baby filled with the blood in which we lose all our guilty stains.
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| The tug. |
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