An
Inkling
Sentiment
is fun. And if ever there were a
sentimental season, this is it. Oohs and
aahs flow forth as we set out our favorite decorations and gather as families,
with a baby at the center of it all.
Great! But the most that such sentimental
things can elicit is a sigh of satisfaction.
On
the night Jesus was born the joy went far beyond sighs of satisfaction. It went over the top. Why?
Perhaps these pictures can help us remember why – we are desperate for a
Savior.
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| Riot police trying to contain chaos with force: we need a Savior! |
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| Even with all of our medical wizardry, we can't protect ourselves from all peril: we need a Savior! |
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| Girls sold like so much meat here and abroad: we need a Savior! |
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| The most powerful nation in the world driven by fear to great darkness, with the knowing nods of almost all of us: we need a Savior! |
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| People who don't know their own darkness, unleashing it with fury on others: we need a Savior! |
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| In our desperation we resort to horror, and try to cover it all with euphemism: we need a Savior! |
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| Even in my best moments, I'm still self-centered and self-serving, and those best moments are rare: I need a Savior! |
Whole
choirs of angels don’t fill the sky with song and light for the sake of
season’s sentiments. They do so because
the world which so desperately needs a Savior now has one. Now that’s
a reason for Hallelujahs!
Merry
Christmas,
Keith
