New American Standard Bible (NASB)
13 For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb.
Do Wise Men and Women Still Seek Him?
*GOD*day to whomever has wandered onto my blog. Maybe today is the day you and I will come to agree, or disagree. The great thing for me is that if we don’t agree, it doesn’t bother me at all. I have convictions and preferences. One is unchangeable, the other changeable. One, because of my beliefs, I will not, will not change. The other, my preferences, I’m sort of like will not, will not, Sam in Dr. Seuss, Green Eggs and Ham, and on any given day something I liked today, I might not want tomorrow. I might want something sweet, the next I’ll want something savory. Those things are things that don’t define us as who we are, they just give people a glimpse into our likes and dislikes. Our convictions though, they should say something solid about that which we say we believe. So, if what we believe is that we shouldn’t bully, bruise, hate, or mock a people group, why do we? Thus the point of my little musing today on that which brings comfort, joy, and to others amusement.
How would you feel if we had a tacky gay CHRISTmas party?
How would you feel if we all dressed up like Mother Teresa for a tacky All Saints Day?
How about we all get together and have a tacky American Flag Day, all about what a joke it is to live in the land of the free and the home of the brave, how about it?
Are you catching my drift yet? No, not so much? Well, let me tell you what I think about Tacky CHRISTmas Sweater parties. If you don’t care, you don’t want to know, leave now. No biggy, as I said we won’t all ever agree on anything, but this, it annoys the living tar out of me.
Why? Well, it’s a bit of personal thing. Being that I am a person and all. Oh yes, we all are. We come in all sorts of ages, shapes, sizes, colors, ethnicity, all sorts of backgrounds, uptown, downtown, all around all the towns across the good old U.S. of A. Yep, we are after all people, which tends to make something we do, making fun, personal to people. Do you agree with all that.
So, what do I think? I think that we’ve become a nation that if a group of individuals decide it is okay to mock, make fun of, join in a good laugh, all for the sake of a good time, we’ve forsaken the very things that have brought us together as this One Nation Under GOD. Yep, because GOD is in the people business, and one of the things I always hear is that CHRISTians are this, and CHRISTians are that. We are judgmental and we don’t accept this or that, or what have you? We are after all, always wrong. No matter what group of people there are about, who believe in something, it can be acceptable, until it comes to the Body of BELIEVERS. And this, this has truly something, yet nothing to do with Tacky CHRISTmas Sweater Parties. Accept that people who won’t even say Merry CHRISTmas, will go to one and don a so called tacky sweater, all because it’s acceptable to mock and make fun. To go out and buy a sweater just for the laugh.
It’s ticking me off because I personally think that it’s tacky to be able to walk about in an article of clothing of your choice, I mean come on. Pants on the ground, girls who’s underwear, what there is of it, is showing through their clothing, what there is of that, and we find it completely acceptable, and we have yet time to make fun of people who don and wear CHRISTmas cl0thingn because it BRING THEM SOME JOY! Look out people, call the authorities, someone is wearing a CHRISTmas article of clothing and it has made their life just a little merrier and brighter, but oh wait, it also allows for the people, whoever you all may be to ridicule, mock and scorn. You even get to party over it. That’s okay but lets for sure not bully, mock, use hateful words, make fun of someones color, race, or religion, unless of course it has something to do with CHRISTmas, CHRISTians, or something that you find offensive.
I’ve not read it, but I know there is a book by Glenn Beck called, “The CHRISTmas Sweater”. From my understanding it’s a journey of a young man who instead of receiving a bike, receives a CHRISTmas sweater. Yes, we all can relate to the “not getting what you want”. But what if, what if the what you make fun of, what you don’t understand, turns out to be the very hurtful thing that makes someone else feel unacceptable, different by the standards of the world that can take an article of clothing and mock the wearer. Yes people, it’s personal, because it is a person wearing the sweater. A real, heart beating, human feeling individual, maybe some of your grandmothers, is behind all the knit up color of festiveness.
Maybe it’s time you set out on a journey of your own and discover what joy you get out of mocking a people group of CHRISTmas sweater wearing individuals. Just maybe, it goes a little deeper than the good time that is had by some, at the expensive of mocking a few. Maybe, just maybe it’s time you journeyed into a little place called, individuality that you claim to be all so important in this country. This country where we are free to wear something as innocent as a CHRISTmas sweater.
You want to know what is so very humorous to me about all of this. Never, ever have I seen so many stores making so much money off of all these so called tacky sweaters. Shh-sh though, don’t tell someone who’s just looking for a little happy, that it’s now all about mocking and money. You will in fact crush their sweet spirit. On the other hand, I doubt that this little soap box rendering of how I feel about all this, makes a difference. Then again, I’m praying it will.
I think it’s great to laugh, to be amused, and yes, I do know that there are some very articles of clothing that have gone beyond the point of reason. Like, did I mention pants on the ground? Or how about wearing a white see through top with a black bra? The point? Yes, so you see, it’s open season, not just CHRISTmas season, for anyone to need a reason to point, click, and make fun of someone. Maybe the problem isn’t the clothing. Maybe the problem is we just aren’t putting much thought into the people behind all of what America is finding to be an unfashionable open season to shoot someone down, all in the name of “acceptance-no bullying-and above all let’s not have any haters.”
I’d also like any readers here to know that I work in retail, in area that is mostly servicing senior citizens. Yesterday as I saw woman after woman, enter into the store in their finest CHRISTmas sweaters, and their faces were shiny and bright, and just a wee bit of the wear put an extra step of pep in their twilight years, it made me just smile. How amazing, I thought, that something simplistic in nature, can bring something of a bit of hope into the eyes of especially those, who have so many years behind, and so few ahead. How precious and blessed we are to be living in a time when just maybe, those who are still wearing the decorated vests and sweaters, just might be able to teach us something of a time that wasn’t about anything at all but the One who came as a simple, wrapped up gift, One size, fits all. He wasn’t from an affluent family. He was decked out in the finest of jewels. Yet later on, kings would follow a star to the place where He lived, just to worship and adore this child for all men.
Could be it’s time for us all to stop all the trappings of the trimmings, and all the things that do not matter? Could it be there will be room in our hearts this season of Love, because of His Love, and we will indeed make room in our hearts to accept people for the love of people, instead of the mocking ways of mankind?
Remember, people mocked, ridiculed Jesus all the way to His death on the cross. People made fun of his clothing too. Why isn’t as a people group, we’ve not come any further, even after all the learning, preaching, teaching? Why haven’t we learned that what we think we can mock, isn’t funny when it is at the expense of others?
Scholars from the East
1-2After Jesus was born in Bethlehem village, Judah territory— this was during Herod’s kingship—a band of scholars arrived in Jerusalem from the East. They asked around, “Where can we find and pay homage to the newborn King of the Jews? We observed a star in the eastern sky that signaled his birth. We’re on pilgrimage to worship him.” 3-4When word of their inquiry got to Herod, he was terrified—and not Herod alone, but most of Jerusalem as well. Herod lost no time. He gathered all the high priests and religion scholars in the city together and asked, “Where is the Messiah supposed to be born?”
5-6They told him, “Bethlehem, Judah territory. The prophet Micah wrote it plainly:
It’s you, Bethlehem, in Judah’s land,
no longer bringing up the rear.
From you will come the leader
who will shepherd-rule my people, my Israel.”
7-8Herod then arranged a secret meeting with the scholars from the East. Pretending to be as devout as they were, he got them to tell him exactly when the birth-announcement star appeared. Then he told them the prophecy about Bethlehem, and said, “Go find this child. Leave no stone unturned. As soon as you find him, send word and I’ll join you at once in your worship.”
9-10Instructed by the king, they set off. Then the star appeared again, the same star they had seen in the eastern skies. It led them on until it hovered over the place of the child. They could hardly contain themselves: They were in the right place! They had arrived at the right time!
11They entered the house and saw the child in the arms of Mary, his mother. Overcome, they kneeled and worshiped him. Then they opened their luggage and presented gifts: gold, frankincense, myrrh.
12In a dream, they were warned not to report back to Herod. So they worked out another route, left the territory without being seen, and returned to their own country.
13After the scholars were gone, God’s angel showed up again in Joseph’s dream and commanded, “Get up. Take the child and his mother and flee to Egypt. Stay until further notice. Herod is on the hunt for this child, and wants to kill him.”
14-15Joseph obeyed. He got up, took the child and his mother under cover of darkness. They were out of town and well on their way by daylight. They lived in Egypt until Herod’s death. This Egyptian exile fulfilled what Hosea had preached: “I called my son out of Egypt.”
16-18Herod, when he realized that the scholars had tricked him, flew into a rage. He commanded the murder of every little boy two years old and under who lived in Bethlehem and its surrounding hills. (He determined that age from information he’d gotten from the scholars.) That’s when Jeremiah’s sermon was fulfilled:
A sound was heard in Ramah,
weeping and much lament.
Rachel weeping for her children,
Rachel refusing all solace,
Her children gone,
dead and buried.
19-20Later, when Herod died, God’s angel appeared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt: “Up, take the child and his mother and return to Israel. All those out to murder the child are dead.”
21-23Joseph obeyed. He got up, took the child and his mother, and reentered Israel. When he heard, though, that Archelaus had succeeded his father, Herod, as king in Judea, he was afraid to go there. But then Joseph was directed in a dream to go to the hills of Galilee. On arrival, he settled in the village of Nazareth. This move was a fulfillment of the prophetic words, “He shall be called a Nazarene.”
Until all have seen and know of His love,