Welcome Home, Dear One

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v. 1 “In the beginning the Word already existed.
    The Word was with God,
    and the Word was God.”

v. 14 “So the Word became human and made his home among us. He was full of unfailing love and faithfulness. And we have seen his glory, the glory of the Father’s one and only Son.”

St. John 1:1, v. 14

flourish-horizontal-border-with-flowersSo very much, swings on an understanding of these two verses. They are truly pivotal. When we can grab on these, and make them our own– it’s a bit like a “stone-age” tribe making the jump to a nuclear power. In our sudden and brightness of faith, John could be heard saying, “I trust you Father, whatever you decide for me will be true. You are concrete, and you are true. I was made to be yours eternally.”

We talk about the beginning, and suddenly we are ‘cold-cocked’ with someone called the Word. He has always been there. We process that “the word is God.” This can swirl us around, until we concretely decide that the Word is indeed God. This decision is quite solid, and quite true. Yet too many will never get this fixed in their minds.

In Vs. 14, we are powerfully touched by this idea that the Word/Truth is now human. He has become surprising real in His humanness. If we decide to hit Him with a big stick rather hard, we will see God bleed in front of us. He is human flesh. It staggers us to think that God is so vulnerable.

Yet there is coming on us a true day. We will be brought into this, in this deepest of deep moment of time. We are the rascals, the deniers, the evil, and the misfits. But upon our arrival, there will be the “welcome wagon” -a light in the window, for us. There will be a sign put up, that says, “Welcome Home, Broken Ones!”

And that dear one, will make complete sense in the light of “Amazing Grace.”

Talk to me if you want to.

Amazing Grace, Lyrics

by John Newton (1725-1807)

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

T’was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
‘Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.

When we’ve been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’ve first begun.

kyrie eleison, Bryan

(Lord, have mercy on me)

 

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Author: Pastor Bryan Lowe

A repentant rascal with definite issues, but who is seeking to be authentic in his faith to Jesus Christ. An avid reader and a hopeful writer. Husband and father. A pastor and Bible teacher. A brain tumor survivor. Diagnosed with clinical depression, epilepsy, and now disabled. Enjoys life, such as it is, in Alaska.