A Peace of Him


No doubt, I was troubled. Too much and half. My heart was afraid. You see, I sulked in my misery for my world was filled with chaos. So don’t blame me. Hearing him say he would leave me soon didn’t help matters even though he promised never to leave me an orphan
He never did actually and in exchange of my troubles, he gave me his first gift – peace and the second – peace still.
       “My peace I give to you and my peace I leave with you”
I never understood this man Jesus, the son of David, the said king who would freely give himself to die miserably on the cross.This confusion and season brought me to the beginning “his birth”.
Unto us he was born and unto us he was given but his birth was never his beginning. Mysterious. He was in the beginning of the creation but still he’s marked the beginning of when he “God” came to be with us. Emmanuel. You see, I figured things out when I realized he is the same, yesterday, today and forever. This born king was simple for he had to be carried to safety when Herod went insane with malice and hate. I mean, where was the crowned prince’s guards and macho men and to think he chose a capenter for a father. Herod was not to be blamed for Jesus was declared King as a child – the son of Joseph the carpenter who wasn’t related to Herod the great. I know now truly that the light shone through the darkness and the darkness comprehended it not. Did it? It didn’t for the very star that shew the three wise men the way were so large and clear making other stars become a mist in the cloud. Poor Herod! For the innocent child was never born to contest with his throne, his throne was divine, made of mercy and peace. Rather than carving his name on precious stones, he carved it in the heart of men.
So you don’t wonder why he was called Wonderful, Counsellor , The Mighty God, Everlasting Father and the Prince of Peace. In the increase of his kingdom, peace flowed to no end. So I imagined him in a manger desiring mercy and not sacrifice. This ageless king is transform less, never changes but changeth situations. When the world like Herod’s reign brought lamentations, weeping and great mourning, Rachael wept for her children, refusing to be comforted because they were no more.The killing of every male child from age 2 and below made them mourn their hopeless woe. I bet they never envisioned a king with open arms saying soothingly and affectionately
            “Come unto me ye that are heavy laden and I will give you rest.”
Wrapped in a manger, his peasant beginning  revealed his personality. He grew clothed in humility. Little wonder he needed to be identified with a betraying kiss for he wore no crown to distinguish him the “King of kings” from his disciples. You can’t get the birth of him out of your mind for his love is matchless and mercy limitless .
So I take a clue from him ,My King – if he says God has called us kings and a royal priesthood; therefore we are gods but we tend to be the opposite of gods – dogs which barks yet makes no impact for empty vessels they say makes the loudest of noise. If God be love we are transformed in the realm of gods until we love completely in sincerity. Love – the law and prophets. It is love that makes us God. He came to save us and his birth marked the very beginning of  the mission of love. This He says:
        “Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called sons of God”

#AllHailTheKing
#CindyDike

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