Thursday, December 19, 2019

Those Precious Baby Feet

How lovely on the mountains are the feet of Him who brings good news, who announces peace and brings good news of happiness, who announces salvation, and says to Zion, "Your God reigns." Isaiah 52:7

Those precious little baby feet of Jesus
that kicked his mother from inside the womb,
that she must have tickled and kissed
became the feet that walked a hundred dusty miles, 
that carried Him to a mountain to pray, 
to a woman by a well, 
to a widow whose son had just died, 
to lepers, 
     the lame, 
          the blind, 
to crowds hungry for food 
     and for teaching, 
across the top of an angry sea, 
to a woman who washed them with her tears of repentance 
     and love, 
to Jerusalem, 
     to Gethsemane,  
          to Calvary. 

Those feet, 
bloody and wrapped, 
were carried into a tomb 
and three days later, 
still marked by the nail scars, 
broke out!
taking Him to his disciples in Jerusalem, 
     along the road to Emmaus, 
          in Galilee,  
                to the Mount of Olives, 
where they left the ground as He ascended into heaven. 

One day He will come back 
and we will all fall at His feet, 
     those precious pierced feet, 
and every knee will bow 
and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ, 
the Lord of all, 
came to give His life as a ransom for sinners 
when we were His enemies 
because of God's amazing Love!

And that is why we have Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

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