Sunday, February 23, 2014

Messes aren't Beautiful

It has become an epidemic.  But short of the Internet imploding, I'm not sure there is a cure.  Brave, brave souls are baring all on their blogs, Facebook pages and Twitter feeds.  The battle cry has been sounded and one and all have jumped on the proverbial bandwagon of being "authentic."

God help us.

I'm all for honesty.  I vote for being "real."  I believe in telling it like it is.  But having access to the whole world via social media has added a whole knew spin to "sharing your story."  Boundaries no longer exist.  The more gore the better.  The more "beautiful the mess" the more shares and likes you get on Facebook.  The more screwed up your life appears to be (of course, whether it really is or isn't is left to speculation), the braver you are and the more followers you get on Twitter.


Contrary to the cute commercial with the cute little girl, more is not always better.  Sometimes, oftentimes, okay MOST times, LESS is most definitely more.  And right now, just for the record, we need LESS "honest" sharing about the beautiful mess that is your life.  Yes, we all have messes.  Some are hidden in our coat closets and some are piled up at our feet and causing a right foul stench in our lives.  Let's clear one thing up. Messes are not good things, people.

Stop celebrating them.

I don't see anything brave about dealing with the messes in your life.  It's actually just called "being a grown up."  For thousands of years folks have done it without fanfare or awards.  No pats on the backs, but often a kick in the pants has been used to get the process started.  And the fact that you are "addicted to praise on your website"  or dealing with any number of "issues" does not elevate you to newsworthy or praiseworthy status.  It makes you human.

Get over yourself.  Write about something or someone other than yourself.  You know, just to spice things up a little.

And for those Christian bloggers out there that feel the need to entertain rather than preach the Gospel while they are being "authentic," please state this clearly in your "mission/purpose/calling-in-life" statement.  I love a great blog about parenting as much as the next person.  Trials and tribulations and all that.  Great writing about life with teenagers or a husband or hitting Walmart on Saturday night is always appreciated, enjoyed and shared.  But please, for all that is good and holy, don't confuse your ability to write catchy articles about motherhood with the ability to preach the Word of God effectively.  Just because you can turn a tale of the last day of school into a hilarious essay, don't assume that you are capable of theologically explaining God's grace and redemption to other women who need to hear the whole story, not just your version that includes a lot of rainbows and unicorns.

Life is messy, but God came into our world to change that.  He came to fix our messes.  He did not die on the cross so we could literally brag about the dysfunctional aspects of our lives.  We all screw up and we all sin. Every. Single. Day.  But that is not something to be proud of or to celebrate.  People act like we should erase the word "shame" from the dictionary.  But personally, there are things I should be ashamed of that I do.  I should not proudly share them hoping to "encourage" others, when in reality I just want to be called brave and expect fist bumps from my legions of "friends."

Lately, women wear their messes as badges of honor.  Often it's sinful behavior.  Plain and simple.  The last thing we need to be doing is parading it around like it glorifies God.  There is a big difference between sharing that you are hopeless when it comes to reading your Bible regularly and telling the worldwide web that your marriage is on the brink of dissolving because you have the hots for your pastor.  Writing about how you can't remember where your Bible is at any given time much less remember to read it everyday and asking your readers to share ways to improve in this area is a perfect blog or Facebook post.  Your marriage issues should be between you and your spouse and a trusted counselor.  Not you and your spouse and North America.

Boundaries, people.  We need boundaries.

And a huge dose of discretion mixed with a shot of common sense.

Share your messes and intimate battles with a close friend.  Ask for prayer.  Try to change and fix the messes through the power you are given through the Holy Spirit.  But quit airing your dirty laundry with every status update or Tweet.

Our messes, and no, they aren't beautiful, don't always encourage others to avoid them.  Quite the opposite.   Often, when I hear of someone that struggles with something I struggle with it makes me think it is normal and okay.  No matter how not normal or how wrong it may be.  We are creatures that like to compare ourselves to others.  So we either end up thinking we are better than you because you have so many more messes than we do, or we think our messes are okay because they are the same messes you have.  One only has to read the vapid comments after one of these articles to confirm that people are only being validated in their own messes and not convicted to actually clean up their messes.

I have read articles lately that want to paint our lives in such a way that no matter what we do or say, its all okay because God loves us.  The main problem with this is that it is NOT biblical.  God does love us.  So much so, He died for us while we were still sinners.  BUT He calls us to be holy once we have been redeemed by His Son's blood.  We are new creations and our old sinful selves are dead.  Why then do we continue to celebrate a part of us that should be dead?  All of these brave declarations I have read lately were not filled with words of repentance or even a desire to change.  Just the declaration of the writer that she was proudly in the possession of a "beautiful mess."

Christ has redeemed us at great cost.  When we come to Him with our messes and sins in tow, He takes us and cuts the ties that bind us to these hindrances.  We can then run the race He will set before us.  We are to leave the messes behind.  Not wallow in them and hang them out for the world to see.  Yes, they are part of our story, but more importantly, they are part of our history.  Yes, God can and will use our messes to bring us to Him and turn us into the women He wants us to be.  But He has made us brand new.  Why do we, for the sake of acceptance by others, insist on celebrating our past and present failures? 

Before you post about your glorious and beautiful messes, ask yourself a few questions.  First, would I spill the beans about this mess face-to-face to a roomful of people I don't know?  Or do know?  Second, would the friends/family/exes/currents that are involved in the mess be okay with me sharing it with the known world?  Third, is my motive to bring glory to God?  Lastly, will anyone be truly encouraged or edified by the sharing of this mess?  If the answer is "no" to any of these questions, then please rethink going public with you mess-no matter how beautiful you may believe it to be.

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Something to Ponder...

"So then neither the one who plants nor the one who waters is anything, but God who causes the growth."  I Corinthians 3:7 (NASB)

In today's world of instant access and unlimited web resources, I have noticed an increase in the number of "celebrity" preachers/teachers.  They write books, speak at conferences and write blogs and articles at what seems like a never-ending pace.  Some are truly preaching the Word of God and seem to be all about what the Bible has to say and not just what they can add to the conversation.  These men and women of God aren't preaching words that tickle our ears.  Rather, their words convict and move us toward our Bibles in search of the healing balm of the Holy Spirit.

Then there is a whole other group.  They are popular, sought after for weekend conferences, and have thousands upon thousands of "followers" on social media sites.  They also write numerous, though not as theologically sound, books and blog articles.  What worries me about this group of Christian speakers is they are almost worshipped by those that attend their conferences or read their written works.  Comments are in the realm of "oh my gosh, I love you!" to "you're speaking the words my heart needed to hear" to "you have changed my life-your talk wrecked me."  Really?  Isn't this stuff we should be speaking to our Savior, not just the person who is allegedly speaking about HIS words?  It seems there is the danger of placing these speakers above Christ or His Word.  When you start wondering what so-n-so would do or say, as opposed to Christ, you might have a problem.  

Don't get me wrong.  I have heard many Christians speak in the last four decades and many of them have been used by God to speak to my heart.  And I have read even more books.  But they preached/wrote on the Word and they were very careful not to stray from the Scriptures.  Many of these new speakers are all about being relevant and "authentic." Making sure their words are soundly founded on the Bible is not of the greatest importance to them.  Their talks are often about loving/accepting others or ten easy ways to be who you are meant to be.  These speakers tend to forget that we first have to love the Lord our God with all our hearts, minds, souls, and strengths before we can really love others well.  They also shy away from pointing out that being who we are meant to be is done by being more like Christ.  By being holy like God is holy.  Working on our holiness can't happen in ten easy steps and discussing it surely doesn't sell lots of tickets.

So all this made me wonder, if Jesus came and spoke to us today, would we be moved to tears? Would we be moved to change our lives? Would we want to leave it all behind and follow Him?  Would we want to read all the books He had ever written? All 66 of them? Would we want Him to sign our Bible, our t-shirt, or our arm? Would we deluge His social media with encouraging words of how great He was and how He really spoke to us and how He completely undid us? Would we worship Him and be blessed by His ability to speak His word to us? Would we show up and pay good money to hear someone just read the words of God Almighty? No commentary, no fluff, no great insights...just His words.

Would we?

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

His Heart Was Grieved: Genesis 6-8

Reading the story of Noah reminds me of one thing...nothing is new under the sun.  Whatever we experience in our lives here in the present time has been experienced before by another human being in another time. Relatively speaking, of course.  Maybe three thousand years ago.  Maybe three seconds ago.  Birth, life, love, heartache, illness, death...all have been known before by another soul.

We are not the first to laugh or to weep.  We aren't the first to sin either.  That, my friends, has been going on since Adam and Eve chose poorly.  

Adam and Eve left us quite a legacy.  One that wreaked havoc throughout God's creation.  Their firstborn murdered their second born.  And so it began.  1600 and some odd years later, God is so fed up with His creation, He is ready to wipe the slate clean.  Why?


He detests it.  More importantly, it grieves His heart.  We humans know grief.  We know how it rips apart your soul and renders your life a shell of what it once was.  Grief hurts.  We know this yet we still choose to grieve God's heart every time we sin. 

Yes, we choose to sin.  

And even though we choose disobedience, our sins are forgiven because of God's infinite grace. Forgotten as far as the east is from the west.  Washed clean by the blood of Christ.  

But they still grieve the heart of the Father that gave up His only Son to cleanse us of the sins we find so hard to let go.  As Christians, we know the price that was paid for our sins.  We are made righteous in God's eyes, but not sinless.  We still have choices to make.  

And boy, do we make some bad ones. 

Hebrews 13:8 tells us that Christ never changes.  Ever. He is the same yesterday, today and forever.   If sin grieved His heart during the days of Noah, so much so that He decided to wipe the earth clean with a flood, then He is still deeply grieved by sin today.  And tomorrow.  

God still takes sin seriously.  

We might need to start taking it seriously too.

Consciously avoiding sin is hard and trying work.  But necessary.  How can we justify flagrantly sinning when we know that it breaks God's heart.  Yes, He forgives us, but shouldn't we try to not sin.  When my boys do something I have specifically asked them not to do, it upsets me.  Not just because they ignored me, but because I know there are often unintended consequences for our disobedience.

They found this out the hard way on Christmas Day.

We were at my parents' house and relaxing after a nap-inducing lunch.  The boys were downstairs and we had texted them and sent #3 downstairs to tell then we needed them to come upstairs.  Yes, we were laid up in front of the TV and too lazy to mosey downstairs.  Unbeknownst to our satiated selves, they had once again found the forbidden exercise ball and begun to play with it.  This particular exercise ball has been the root of untold misbehavior and had been off-limits for years. But it's siren song could not be ignored.

Unlike the warnings to leave it alone.

Enter son #2 with a toy airsoft gun belonging to #3.  The stars, moon and planets align and son #1 throws the exercise ball at #2 just as he is raising the toy gun.  Ball meets gun and gun meets upper lip.  Screaming, crying and bleeding ensue.  And cussing.  By one very aggravated and perturbed mom.  In front of her very horrified mother.  One trip to the ER later, #2 has a glued and very fat lip, and #1 is mostly sorry that he had caused all this trouble.  

On Christmas.  

But he still couldn't understand how it happened.  

Sin. It messes up our world every stinking time it rears its ugly head.

We may be forgiven for our sins, but God does not always protect us from the consequences. And sometimes, like a large flood, He orchestrates those consequences Himself.  

We don't avoid sinning to be holier than others.  Noah was righteous and did exactly what God commanded and he didn't change one neighbor's heart.  No one said, "wow, Noah is onto something here, I think I am going to be more righteous."  They went about their sinful lives perfectly content to live in opposition to God. We are to avoid sinning because we shouldn't grieve God.  Especially after the price He paid for our sorry hides.

Yes, we are to look different to the world.  But we will not change others hearts by our actions or our words.  We are to be salt and light, not to impress others, but to point them to the One that can change their hearts.  We obey, not to earn our way into God's presence, but to express our gratitude for the gift we have been given.  We are made righteous in His eyes by Christ's sacrifice, not by anything we do or say.  But why would we want to declare ourselves "new creations in Christ" but continue to act like we have never heard our Savior's name?

God's grace is what saves us from ourselves, but it does not excuse our behavior or make our poor choices any less grievous.  We cheapen the grace we have been given when we choose to disobey. When we choose to grieve the heart of God.

Be it by choosing the forbidden fruit or by playing with the forbidden ball. 


Wednesday, January 1, 2014

And It Was So

God said...and it was so.  These two phrases are dotted throughout the first chapter of Genesis.  They are what caught my eye this morning as I started my trek through the Bible.  I honestly have no idea how many times I have read the first chapter of the Bible.  But once again, I am in awe of how God shows me something new every time I open up His Word.

As I read the first sentence, I was reminded that this is where it all begins.  God's love for us begins with His creation of the world.  It was perfectly created with us in mind.  And then we messed it up because we were not content with perfection.

However, what caught my attention was those four little words.  And it was so.  It reminds me of all the promises that God will make in the years to come and how every last one will be fulfilled.  He says He will make Abraham's descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky.  And it was so.  He promises the Hebrews that He will deliver them from Egypt and bring them to the Promised Land.  And it was so.  When the Israelites are sent into exile, He promises He will rescue them from their captors.  And it was so.

He promises to send a Messiah that will save Israel, and the world from their sins.  And it was so.

"For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace."  Isaiah 9:6 (KJV)

All the promises God makes through the Old Testament, in Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Isaiah, Daniel and Malachi, are all fulfilled in the birth of His one and only Son.  Jesus.  God said His Son would redeem us from our sins.

And it was so.  

Saturday, December 14, 2013

December 9th: His Peace

"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.  I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid."  John 14: 27

The song was playing in the background as I was finishing up the kitchen.  The news has been filled with tragedies this week and as the music competed with the sounds of clanking dishes and running water, I thought to myself, "is it really the most wonderful time of the year?"  

Not hardly.

Death does not vacation during December.  Hunger does not abate and sickness still fills the hospitals. Violence and hate abound and greed completely runs amuck.  Jobs are lost and bank accounts diminish (often more than any other time of year). The brokenness of our world is not healed just because the calendar turns over to December 1st.

Though we like to pretend that it does.

We are bombarded with the stories of humanity's "goodness."  Stories of good will to men.  We want so desperately to believe that men's hearts become good at Christmastime and that good will prevail.  But every December, probably starting with the chaos of Black Friday, we are once again disappointed by mankind.  Children are still getting abused, parents are still divorcing, lives are still being ended way too soon by evil, and innocence is still becoming a fleeting memory.  Our brokenness cannot be swept away by the arrival of eggnog, twinkling lights, presents under the tree, or an impish Elf on a Shelf.  There is only one cure for what ails our world and He arrived into a time and place that was just as forlorn and hopeless.

The Roman Empire was not run by a council of benevolent leaders.  Rather a slew of tyrannical men were in authority over all that lived and breathed in their domain.  The Jews, though "free" to go about their daily lives and even worship in the ways of old, lived and died at the whim of men that are known in history for their lust for power at any cost. This is the world that Christ was born into and though with His birth LOVE had come, evil was not yet vanquished. Christ's birth stirred up more trouble than it smoothed out.

One could say that all hell broke loose.

Unlike Santa, Satan is real.  And he realized that his days were numbered when Mary welcomed her son into the world.  Not one to take a beating lying down, he would try (unsuccessfully) to thwart God Almighty's plan for redemption all the way to the cross on Golgotha.  He would fail but that would not prevent him from trying.  And so he started with Herod and his insatiable lust for power. Well, Herod and all the "powers that be" in Jerusalem.  

"When King Herod heard this he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him." Matthew 2:3

Why the Jewish leaders would be disturbed by the news that their awaited Messiah had finally arrived is unknown.  Maybe they had doubts since they had not heard any chatter about a warrior amassing a giant army to defeat the Romans.  Maybe they were comfortable in their positions of power and a Messiah, no matter how anticipated, would bring change.  And change was not always good for those in power.  Maybe, just maybe, they knew that as much as they harped on following every dot and tittle of the law, their lips were only speaking words that their hearts did not believe.  They knew that if the people came face to face with the Word, their expertise on the law would become unnecessary and their power extinct.  (The same problems arose prior to the Reformation.  If the church controlled the Scriptures, they controlled the people.  If people could read the Bible on their own, they would discover that they could have unfettered access to God Himself and the tenuous grip of power by the Church would disappear.) Throughout history, men who placed all their trust in power bestowed by men have always been, and always will be, disturbed by the news of Christ's birth.  

The birth heralded by the angels was not well-received news by those in power.  Christ changed things.  He had yet to preach one sermon or heal one leper, but the world already despised Him because His birth alone threatened evil's grip on creation.  Christ said in Matthew 10:34:

"Do not think that I came to bring peace on the earth; I did not come to bring peace, but a sword."

His peace is not the peace of the world.  We equate peace with a world free of conflict and strife.  Christ brings a peace that the world detests because His peace is reserved for those that surrender to Him.  Those who accept His free gift of salvation and freely bow their knee to Him, will receive His peace.  It is a peace that allows us to face this world without fear or trembling because we know to whom we belong.  It is not a peace that promises easy or grief-free living.  If anything we will suffer more because of His name.  

"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace.  In this world you will have trouble. But take heart!  I have overcome the world."  John 16:33

"For whatever is born of God overcomes the world; and this is the victory that has overcome the world-our faith.  Who is the one who overcomes the world, but he who believes that Jesus is the Son of God?"  1 John 5:4-5

Not only did Jesus overcome the world, but through Him, those that believe in Him overcome the world too.  Not in the ways of the world though.  We will not always save the child from the abuser, a troubled marriage will not always survive, loss will be experienced and pain will be suffered.  But through all of the trials and tribulations, we have what the world does not...Christ.  He has overcome death and its finality.  He has overcome sin and its eternal consequences.  In Him we have a hope and a peace that the world will never grasp or be able to offer.

When we grieve, we will grieve with hope.  A hope that comes from knowing that what the world offers is not all that there is.  Christ's birth disturbed those in power.  The celebration of His birth will continue to disturb those that gain their power through evil.  It will disturb those that use the body of Christ for their gain rather than His glory.  Christ will disturb those that hate Him and those that follow Him.  It doesn't matter if it is December or July.  Christ's arrival into our world changed the rules forever.

Christ came as a baby born in a lowly manager to save the world.  He did not come to give power to those that lacked it, but to give life to those who needed it.  December will never be any more pain free than the other eleven months. But for those that belong to Christ, though our year may be filled with hardship, pain or loss, December reminds us that our Savior came to give us His peace, His hope and His joy.

And all of those surpass anything the world could ever offer us.

"And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."  Philippians 4:7

"He [the man who fears the Lord] will have no fear of bad news; his heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord.  His heart is secure, he will have no fear; in the end he will look in triumph on his foes."  Psalm 112: 7-8

Further Readings:  Psalm 112:10; Psalm 116:7-9; 2 Corinthians 1:3-7; Isaiah 61:1-3

Monday, December 9, 2013

December 8th: He Speaks to Us

"...We saw his star in the east and have come to worship him." 
Matthew 2:2

The only birth announcement for Christ was by an angelic chorus to some sleep-deprived and scared to death shepherds.  He did not arrive heralded as the King of Kings but as a child born of parents from Nazareth.  Kind of similar to being born "on the wrong side of the tracks."  No fanfare, parades or "hear ye, hear ye" announcements.  But even with the lack of royal adulation, there were those that still knew Him to be the One that brought salvation to Israel.

Because He spoke to them.

The shepherds worshipped Him and spread the news of His arrival.  Eight days after his birth, Simeon and Anna both worshipped Him in the temple, no doubt raising eyebrows and questions about this child born to Mary and Joseph.  These were Jews that knew the prophecies of old and were awaiting the coming of the Messiah.  They knew the promises that were being fulfilled in front of their eyes.  But after these acknowledgments of who He was, a silence descended for two years.  Until visitors from the East arrived looking for the King of the Jews.

Because He spoke to them.

These wise men who studied the stars were moved by one bright star's appearance in the night sky.  Maybe they had heard the prophecies of the Jews.  Maybe the wisdom of men they sought had left them feeling empty and wondering if there was something more.  Maybe they were hoping there was someone that might provide them with the answers they so desperately sought in the stars.  

The Creator of the Universe spoke to them through the stars they studied.  He drew them to Wisdom by one star shining bright.  Angels spoke to the shepherds in words they would know.  They knew of a Prince of Peace that would come and the angels sang a song they led them to their Peace.  Matthew Henry states it this way in his commentary:
"The birth of Christ was notified to the Jewish shepherds by an angel, to the Gentile philosophers by a star:  to both God spoke in their own language, and in the way they were best acquainted with."  Matthew Henry's Commentary on Matthew 2
The wise men knew stars because they studied them religiously.  The angels sang of One that would bring peace and the shepherds knew of whom they spoke.  God spoke to these men in very different ways, but in ways that their ears could hear and their hearts understand.  Through the meaning of the stars and the ancient words written for other generations, God spoke a language of love.

He spoke to them.

God still speaks to us in ways that make our souls rejoice.  To those of us that struggle with faith in a God we cannot see, He shows Himself in breathtaking sunsets, archaeological discoveries that prove the historical stories of the Scriptures, words spoken at just the right time by a total stranger, or medical miracles that defy human explanation.   Or even through a verse written thousands of years ago.  He knows how we need to hear His message and he personalizes the delivery because He loves us that deeply and He wants us to hear Him.  The message is the same, because our God never changes, but He sings His grace and mercy over us in a melody that is in tune with our hearts.

He speaks to us.

The star over Bethlehem drew them to His Son.  The angels told the shepherds where to find the One they announced.  Their journeys may have begun from simple curiosity, but they ended in worship at the foot of the Messiah.  He calls us in many different ways.  His song awakens within us a desire to know Him and our journeys take us on paths that are our own, but when we are guided by Christ the paths we take lead us to Him and to Him alone.

When our star appears in the east, when our angels sing over us, when the message is written on the  walls of our heart...we come and worship Him.

Because He spoke to us.

"Come, let us worship and bow down, Let us kneel before the Lord our Maker." Psalm 95:6

Further Readings:  Matthew 2:1-2; Luke 2:8-20; Acts 9:1-19; Psalm 19:1-4

Saturday, December 7, 2013

December 7th: A Story for All Generations

"Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord.  The Lord looked down from his sanctuary on high, from heaven he viewed the earth, to hear the groans of the prisoners and release those condemned to death."  Psalm 102:18-20

In Matthew we don't get the details of Jesus' birth.  No angels singing. No shepherds abiding.  No cattle lowing.  Just his earthly father giving him the name Jesus.  Yahweh saves.  But the story of Christ's birth would be told to many a future generation, and 2000+ years later we are still telling His story and celebrating His birth.  

God looked down on His children and knew the time had come for His redemption.  It was time to send His only Son. He heard the groans of His children who were imprisoned by their sin and by sending Jesus He would save them from their sentences of death.  

"...and you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins."  Matthew 1:21

We read the Christmas story each year from the books of Matthew and Luke.  But Christ's story really begins in Genesis 1:1.  God knew as He was speaking the world into being that the perfection He created would be marred by the choices made by those He created.  As He gave breath to Adam, He knew that one day He would send His only Son to repair the damage that would be done by the promises made by the prince of lies.  The knowledge of good and evil did not bring fulfillment or happiness, only separation and a hunger for a relationship that was no more.  And so, a baby would be born and the lives of two ordinary people would intersect with their Creator in an unimaginable way.  And they would be changed for eternity.

Joseph held his son the night he was born.  He declared to anyone listening that His name was Jesus.  They might have just assumed it was a family name and not made the connection.  But Joseph knew.  He knew that the name was not just a name.  The name he bestowed on his baby boy was the fulfillment of a promise made long ago.

"For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders.  And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.  Of the increase of his government and peace there will be no end.  He will reign on David's throne and over his kingdom, establishing and upholding it with justice and righteousness from that time on and forever.  The zeal of the Lord Almighty will accomplish this."  Isaiah 9:6-7

The Lord Almighty chose Mary to carry His only Son.  He chose Joseph to give Him the name Jesus.  He chose them both to raise Him up in the ways of the God of Israel...His Heavenly Father.  He chose them to care for the One that would bring their salvation.  To the world they were nothing special.  A carpenter and a teenager.  But to God, they were the ones created for this one purpose.  When He was knitting them in their mothers' wombs, He knew exactly what the angel would say to them when the news was delivered. He knew the fear, doubts and uncertainty that would plague them in the months and years to come.  He knew the pain that would rend Mary's soul as she watched her son die on a cross for her sins.  He knew their story before they were ever even created.  Their story was woven into His and He had been telling it since the moment He spoke the world into being.  

Our story can become part of His story.  We just have to trust in Him, believe in Him and call on His name in repentance.  He is called Jesus and He will save us from our sins.  He will write us into His story.  We were created to know Him.  Without Him there is something missing in each one of us and we will search until we realize that the only way to be whole is to step into His story.  

The one He wrote just for us.  

Jesus...the author and perfecter of our faith.  

Further Readings:  Psalm 139; Hebrews 11(the stories of those woven into the fabric of God's grace); Matthew 1:25; Genesis 1:1-2:3