Thurday 27th March 2008 Cathy is 13

13 months old that is. Yes, my mate is 13 month old at 0749 hours tonight.
If you want to see St Luke's Bible reading for today, you will have to go Here.
I wrote this a little while ago. Stephanie seem to think others might like to read it.

The Beginning

They wanted to love and be loved. To love by choice and in return, loved by choice. Their part would be unconditional. He would provide all they could ever want, environmentally and emotionally. They would shower them with blessings beyond measure and eternal life. Man would live forever. He would have a beginning but no end. Man's part? To allow themselves, by act of their own free will, to be loved and in return to love Him. Man, created in the image of Yahweh to reflect the glory of God. Indwelt, man would be the physical vehicle of Elohim.

But it was not to be, yet. One man made the wrong choice and bought the judgement on all men. And now it had come to this.

The Three but One had planned for this precise moment. They knew it was unavoidable the moment that choice came into effect. They had known what would be the result of that choice. He also knew what would be required for righteousness and unrighteousness to meet. The two are opposites. Just covering unrighteousness would clearly not be enough. Only absolute separation would be enough. But then that would leave man forever separated from his Creator. Man's choice would be accounted to another. One Man would be accounted right for another. But that would require a perfect Man, one who had never sinned. They would intervene. That Man would be born of woman fathered by none other than the One Himself. This way sin could be removed and the cycle of sin interrupted.

The scene is set, the appointed time has arrived. That which was planned so long ago is finally to happen. Not without notice. "He shall bruise you head and you shall bruise his heel." Many times the promise was given. "In you shall all the nations be blessed" "But you laughed. Is anything impossible? "Can I, so old, be blessed with a son?" And he stood there, relying on the promise, about to do the unthinkable, knife poised above his only son. He knew, deep down inside he knew. "Unto us a Son is given and He shall be called Emanuel." The most important event in all history had arrived. Choices given to be made and wrong choices appeared to be to be made. But were they?

He cringed. He knew about this. He remembered the rebuke he received because of Joshua. Trapped in time, knowing what was planned and aware of the promises, he had hoped. Daring to think at times that the Most High had forgotten and made a mistake. But He hadn't wouldn't couldn't.

"I will place myself above." He was beautiful and he knew it. He aspired to be more, but for selfish and evil intent, wanting to be equal with the Creator. Even this was in the foreknowledge of the Most High. Even though unimaginable misery would result it was allowed and even necessary. If the true value of what would happen in time to come would truly be appreciated this was necessary and unavoidable.

And now it neared time to begin He was ready. He knew this was His calling. One Man born to die that many may live. Even so one last time He would seek His Fathers counsel and comfort. The weight of human sin weighed heavily on His soul. His was no ordinary burden. His was a load no other could carry. Four thousand years of unimaginable human sin with two or more thousand years of sin to come. Countless millions of people would thank Him. He would not merely cover human sin. No, for those who chose Him, He would utterly remove it. It would be as though they had never done wrong at any time.

He took His disciples with Him and prayed three times. He knew and accepted that there was only one way. He prayed confirming this. As a lamb led to slaughter not resisting He accepted what was to be. "Not my will but Your will. Yours is the right way, the only possible way for righteousness and justice."

The guilt. It came so suddenly, swiftly. It weighed heavy on his soul. So much had been done. It started with the tree of knowledge of good and evil. What followed was accusation. And that was only the beginning. The evil that followed who could even begin to imagine. Shame, remorse. The burden became heavier. More intense, almost too much to bare as at first He sank to His knees, then face down prostrate upon the ground, He tried to make Himself smaller. Had they actually done those things? The shame, oh, the shame. He regretted, oh, the unimaginable agony, sweat, huge big drops, more like rivers, and the tears, mingled together, and when at last it seemed there was no more, it was blood, big drops seeming to come from his entire being. As though this wasn't enough, despair, that great feeling of hopelessness. So alone, so very, very all alone. He looked, but there was no one. He was all alone.

And so Jesus took upon Himself sin. He became ...... Sin!

Even now He is in control. "I can lay down my life and I can take it up again." As part of the Three but One this was His right. But no, if man is to be as They intended then let it be. "Not my will, but Your will."

My God, Father... Why have You abounded me? I am alone. On this hill, which I created. Now I am alone. The silence. Eyes unseeing. Hands not feeling. But I am cold. I feel separated. But I must go on. Not give up. I am Yours, do with me as You will.

And now I live. I must go. And He went. Down to the sea. I will cook. Breakfast. But I need more fish. Wait, there they are. Have they been out all night?

He looked. Unbelieving. The unbelievable had happened. There He is. Standing and talking. And He shows them the nail prints. He is barely recognisable with all the scares and no beard. But it is Yeshua. But.. the cross.. He was dead, now He lives. How can it be. Then it dawns on him. They had planned this all along. They knew. Even the cost. They knew. He, stuck in time, couldn't know. But they could move outside time, into the future and here at the same time. And Lucifer was not happy.

Yes, over that side. Caste your net over that side. That's where the fish are. And, now, here comes Peter. Over the side and swimming.

With one man it started. And now, with another it would start. To all who ask, it would be possible. They would live, and so would they. Old things have passed away. All is new to all who receive. For the asking. Now they can truly live as We intend that all live.