Do you ever just know that you need to write about something, or tell someone something? It comes in that constant feeling within your spirit or words that keep going through your head. Well, hopefully that doesn't just happen to me. I've had this lyric in my head for the past three days...
"This is love; this is love
Incarnate King, begotten Son.
This is love; this is love
You choose to make your home in us."
Honestly, it's been a little annoying...if you don't know this about me, a song can get stuck in my head for a very long time. Ask my mom...I get jingles stuck in my head and they never leave. Seriously, I can sing almost any commercial jingle from the last ten years. Anyway, this line from this song didn't just play over and over in my head...I started thinking about the lyric.
This is love, God...that you choose to make your home in us. Yes, Jesus came to a forsaken, dirty, busy place that was unexpected for the beginning of a King many years ago...but here's the thing...I am Bethlehem. I am forsaken. I am dirty. I am too busy. Even so, God chooses to come to this place...and he doesn't just stop in for a visit and quickly run away. God dwells within this place. God chose to be born within me...to stop and stay in this mess.
Do you know that God wants to make a home within you? No matter how dirty you are, how forsaken you feel, how busy you've made your life...God wants to dwell within you. Do others know that their hearts are potential Bethlehems for Christ to dwell within? Have we told them? Do we really believe that it's possible? A baby made it a reality so that we would all know that God was capable of redeeming the worst places.
God is able to redeem. God can redeem our hearts and spirits even when we think we are beyond cleaning up. Why do we try to make ourselves sanitized hospitals for God to be born when all he wants is our Bethlehem?
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