As you awake this morning, the dawn of a new day that has a special meaning. Keep in mind – every birth of a star or a son, of you or me is a constant reminder that we didn’t have to be but simply are. What then is the meaning of all that is? It is a meaning that comes to us in the Word that was spoken once for all time. We long to hear what will speak to our minds and our hearts in the wholeness of our life; a life that is both agony and ecstasy, a life that is caught up in the very drama of the God who Speaks His Word and the Love that is ignited by both Speaker and Spoken. And the Word was made Flesh, our very flesh. Will wonder never cease, how can this be … and yet it is. This morning is a reminder for those who can hear that we are surrounded by a Love that is faithful in the Word whose very flesh and blood was poured out from a Speaker who yearns, longs to be one with all that is. Joy, joy, joy to the World!
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