The New Year. There it is. Cyclical. Every year and every moment swinging around to remind and astound me…again.
The God of the universe coming down. The One who holds it all and yet holds us, too. His majesty not so great that His love dared not to stoop low. A baby. A Savior. A King. Everything we could ever need and I am still not convinced that I can wrap my arms around this profound…no matter how many times the days and moments turn over on my wall.
His Great Love made accessible, tangible, touchable. For me. For you.
He deserved the best this earth had to offer, yet knew we didn’t possess the ability to bring it. In humility He came down. He subjected Himself to the gravity and truth that His Bride had no way to come to Him or even hope to bridge the divide between His heart and ours.
You or I could never muster the devotion to get there. The deficit echoing in every heartbeat of His beloved, but could not drown out or silence the depths of His searching, His loving, His providing.
He didn’t just love us, He came for us…introducing Himself anew, giving us the grandest sign of His willingness and desire to draw us into Himself and home. I just can’t get my arms or my heart around this great profound…
“BEHOLD, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel,” which is translated, “God with us.”
Each year I hear proclamations of words and phrases that people desire to mediate upon throughout the year. Brave. Free. Courage. Hope. Joy. They are all good words, for sure. This year, I have chosen the word “Behold.”
Behold – because I don’t want to miss a single moment of the goodness of God in the land of the living. My heart is to catch it all, and by His mercy and grace, be thankful for every part. I want to notice, take and participate in each gifted moment – the good, the hard, the messy, the beautiful, the loud and the quiet moments – beholding all of it. But, to be honest, I am not quite sure how to get my heart around this great profound…
But today I am trying. Tomorrow, I will try again. And every day that I have breath, I will be grateful again. I will resolve to behold and call forth, sing about, shout aloud, whisper low, bow down to the Savior of my soul.
This year, I resolve to stand in the depths of who He is and saturate my soul with the goodness, faithfulness, love, and great mercy of my Father. He came for me. He came for you. And His provision, grace, and peace is always more than enough. So, if you are going to behold something this year…behold that.
I want to share with you the inspiration for this post today. It is a song entitled, “Behold” from Hillsong Worship. I included the lyric version because I didn’t want you to miss a single word of this profoundly beautiful song.
With joy for the journey,