The Father Gave

Abba, the truth that is here has grown familiar to us. And with that familiarity, the glory has lost its glory. We read past those words too quickly. No longer is there pause. We say "Thank You" with our mouths and minds, but the once deep, overwhelming appreciation, often accompanied by tears, no longer is coming from heart and spirit. It remains "contained" in the "data file" of our minds.

Abba, we stop this morning to acknowledge this and bow our hearts before You... Abba, forgive us. Forgive us that we have allowed the holy and glorious to become common. You, the per feet Father GAVE.  You Who are love, gave Your Perfect Son. You sent Him into the Creation marred by sin, where love, justice, and hope were being strangled and corrupted by power seekers, idol worshippers, malice-makers.

Abba, the Son You love, the Son You cherish, the Son You have exalted... You sent Him to die. You sent Him to teach, to heal, to overcome darkness.... and to die... horribly. You sent Your Son to die for each one.  To die for each one of us, that we would not have to experience the crushing pain and darkness of an eternity separated from You. You sent Your Son to redeem... to save... to restore. You sent the One Whom You love supremely and perfectly, for me.

Abba, THANK YOU!  Yeshua, THANK YOU!  Spirit, THANK YOU! May the glory of this day be realized in the resting of my mind, heart and spirit on this exultant truth. Because God loved, He gave. He gave the One He loved for the many He loved, of which I am "one."  Blessed be the name of the Lord!!!!