Advent Recovery Reflection by CR
Silent night. Silent, like the 24 elders in Revelations 4 & 5 and their lack of noise about themselves. Instead, crowns given to Whom crowns belong. They only say words about what really is going on.. God is near! and apparently nothing else is worthy even of thought.
Silent night. Silent to self like in Rev 5:12 “saying with a loud voice, worthy is the lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honor, and glory and blessing.” Then everything else worships too. Not to try to feel better. But instead being close to Him, that seems to be the only thing that matters. That’s MY future, with lots of glimpses of Him along the way! The Great One who’s presence changes everything has intentionally chosen me. It’s going to be great. Far beyond “great” by my little thoughts now. Whether I feel it or not, this is exactly what God wrote. There’s a sea of living believers around, and a cloud of witnesses! The path has been made clear, not by my own doing, and just look at His effect on everyone else!
Silent night. The awestruck silence of being close, even touched by Infinite Power, from the stance of having been cleansed.
I’ll cry through this song on the radio. At Christmas service. Even singing it to myself. Can kind of feel it welling up just writing this. A strange reverse time of mourning to try and dare accept that it really is tangible and forever and won’t be taken away ever.
