Why?
Questions asked in the dark have a way of bringing me into light.
Instead of fear closing in, I draw near.
Up close and personal.
To the One who knows all.
Why?
Questions asked in the dark have a way of bringing me into light.
Instead of fear closing in, I draw near.
Up close and personal.
To the One who knows all.
Ordained plan. From the beginning.
But religious leaders of the day were not picking up on God’s Word revealed. Prophecy fulfilled.
They just heard what Jesus said. And knew without a doubt by His choice of words: this rabbi, with his ragtag followers, was claiming to be God.
Blasphemy.
And they were furious. Deadly furious.
He would not be tolerated.
Little one. Growing in the dark confines of the womb.
Moving, turning, kicking, squirming.
And, one day, fighting the push through the birth canal.
Born into a bright new world.