It has been interesting, this December 2017, in our neck of the woods.  We have had heavy fog and icy roads and drab grey days and the bright sunlight.  Winter is finally telling us it is here, we will have lower temperatures night and day and we are finding that snow, once again, is finding its way onto our mountain tops.

It will be a fun Christmas this year as Steven brings Celinda and CeeCee home for the holiday.  We haven’t had a little one (she’s ‘five now’) to share Christmas with in several years.

Not sure I will be on line much these next few weeks, I have already been limiting my on line time.  I need the time away from all the hatred – from both sides of the aisle – and false accusations and news that seems to be overtaking our country.

Taking solace in the music from AllClassical and their hosts, and watching more positive programs on television, if watched at all. 

I joined Facebook a few years ago to keep in touch with people, mainly my kids, but the language, the ideas being shared are becoming worse, it seems to me, these past few months.

Don’t need it in my life.  So will reconsider whether or not I stay – or cut way back on those I allow into my life via that media.  Some, because I have known them in the past, like them and consider them friends are posting things that make me question just who they really are – not a good thing, at least for me.

We shall see.

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Revelations 1:8  KJV  “I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.”

The other day I was following a car with a bumper sticker which read “God is Dead.”

I haven’t heard that in decades.  I was hoping the driver was going the same place I was, but he went on down the road. 

I wanted to ask him ‘Who WAS your God?

Because my God is alive and well, sitting in heaven with the Son He sacrificed for my sins, and who He raised from the dead sitting beside Him, while His Holy Spirit works in the hearts of man trying to guide them to the way of salvation.

“God is dead,” was a common mantra of the young people in the 1960’s who were rebelling against their parents and their religion.  In their case they were talking about the Judo/Christian God; even though they had no idea of who He really is.

The other was God didn’t care for man any longer, He created the world and then just left us to fend for ourselves.

Either way it is contrary to the God I know; the God I worship, the God I have an intimate relationship with, knowing He knows every bit of my heart and every concern I have.

My God lives and has protected me in so many different ways throughout my life.  Although I have let Him down many times, He has always been there for me.

If your god is dead, he never lived. 

But there is a living God who wants to draw you to his breast like a father wants to bring his lost child home to him.

My God is not dead, sorry yours is, but let me introduce you to the Living God who created all things and is ready and willing to forgive you of all your sins and help you live a holy and productive life for Him.

We talk of the story of Christmas.  That is the reason for it.

Merry Christmas to all, through the birth, torture, humiliation and death of the Christ child who bore our sins to the grave and was resurrected by God the Father – as a message to us that the sacrifice was successful.

That is what I wanted to share with him, but will with you.

Later, Art (-: