Christmas again. The season that seem to change as I grow older. This birthday that I celebrate with HIS love in my heart. And I think of how my life was before Him. And I feel abundantly blessed.
Christianity might be nothing but hypocrisy, but that does not make Jesus a hypocrite. And he is the one we can get to know and have a friendship with, HE is what matter when we are alone and when we are hurting. He is the one who comes to heal the broken hearted,- not the church that cannot be bothered with prisoners and other folks who cannot put money in the church collection. Jesus is the only one that matters.
Unless you haven’t figured it out yet. I Love him…. More than my kids, more than my husband, more than myself or anything or any one I can think of. Because he made me new, He gave me life. He gave me boldness to do things I never thought I could do. He gave me courage to talk to people I never even thought I would get close to. He makes miracles happen, for me and my family, and he makes miracles happen for all of you too. Because he cares. Because he is just as alive today as he was that day some 2005 years ago. He still cares for all of us who never knew anything but hardship. He loves all of us, especially those of us who are hurting and doing all the wrong things for all the wrong reasons. That is where his heart is, and that is where it’s always been. He doesn’t care about being worshipped, or to be placed on a throne! – and I know that while churches are busy telling themselves that they are doing his will, he is out there doing what they should be doing. Loving the ones no one else loves. Caring for those no one else cares about. He is for the poor, the brokenhearted and the ones who are naked and hungry and in prison. And that is how it has always been, and that is how it will continue to be.
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Am I not going to talk about anything else? No, not really, this is the one time a year I allow myself to talk about what is most important in my life. My faith in the living God. And although my life has been insane this year, - I am still standing, and he is still on my side, and I am still as sane as I will ever be.
I wish for all of you who don’t know this rebel I love so much that you will come to know him, not because someone tells you that you will go to hell otherwise. Not because you want a mansion in heaven, but simply because he is the best that can happen to you. You all have a lot in common with him, He too was judged by people who did not care about justice. He too was punished and tortured – and he too got the death penalty – and he was even killed, because he didn’t fit in. No one in this world or beyond will understand better what you go through than him. And the good part is that he is never too busy to listen and he is always there when you need him. And I know from personal experience that he can show up, even without an invitation...Just as he did in my bathroom some 7-8 years ago. And you don’t have to denounce anything, and there is no recipe for how to talk to him. All that nonsense is man made. He just wants to get to know you. No strings attached. The thing is, that once you get to know him, you want to help him out, not out of guilt, or because someone tells you that you owe him, but simply because you love him. Think about it, 2005 years walking this earth, trying to love some sense into people. HE NEEDS us to work through to get things done.
And now I will give the word to my dear Brother SaiFullah who has something to say about Christmas too, something I can only agree with…-Just as Jesus would.(page5)
Merry Christmas to all,
and may the Lord bless you and keep you. Hannah
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FROM ALL OF US, TO ALL OF YOU
