Loving so much it hurts

Loving so much it hurtsWe have another year behind us with opportunity and anticipation ahead. One thing we cannot say is that 2016 was boring. I won’t bore you with a repeat of all the highlights from the past year, you will see enough of that on social media.

I have reflected on the year personally, as I am sure you have. This 55th year of my birth brought many, many changes for me and The Sweetheart.

  • Norah Jayne. The miracle we have waited more than ten years for finally arrived 4/2/16. She literally lights up our lives. Those eyes and that smile melt me and if I could give her the world I would.
  • We moved. Well, of course we moved! Six hours south to be near Norah Jayne. A new city, a new church, some old and some new friends, all because of a miracle.
  • I went to work full time. For those that know me at all, I was blessed when My Three Sons were all home to be there for them. Then, with pastoring and traveling, etc., I was busy with curriculum editing for Revival By Design the last five years. Now, I want to be available for Norah, but still have some money to spend on headbands and bows, so I now work at night, from home, for Amazon customer service, in my pajamas if I want!

Norah has brought so many changes to my world, the list could easily be longer. I miss my family back in Indiana terribly but when I walk in the door and that little face brightens up when she sees me and those arms reach out for her Nana…well…I have to admit I am in heaven on earth.

Love so much it hurts at times. I want her to be able to climb up in my lap and know that all is well. I want her to know she is loved and that in the arms of her family she is safe and cared for. (Don’t worry, she is!) But I think about her when I am not with her, I miss her if it’s more than a day or two, and naturally, I don’t want her to forget me.

I have been with The Sweetheart for 40 years, married for 37. It seems as if we have always been a couple, an item, a duo. I can’t imagine my life without him and if I allow my head to go there, to try to imagine losing him, my heart feels as if it would break in two. Many of you reading this, that have experienced that loss, can relate to that. You love so much it hurts!

In 2012, Marjorie and James Landis of Johnstown, Pennsylvania, died just 88 minutes apart. They had been married 65 years. One couldn’t imagine surviving and going on without the other.

A few years ago a group of doctors at Johns Hopkins University reported a rare but lethal heart condition caused by acute emotional distress. The technical name is stress cardiomyopathy; we call it broken heart syndrome. A current example of this would be the actresses Debbie Reynolds and her daughter, Carrie Fisher. Literally heartbroken over the death of her daughter, Debbie Reynolds suffered a stroke and died one day after her beloved daughter. She is reported to have said that she just wanted to be with Carrie.

I was thinking of all of that in prayer time today. I reflected on the past year and the many blessings of the Lord: the good, the bad, the ugly and the wonderful. I was thankful for it all because God was with me, He was faithful.

And for His love, the love He had for us. He loved so much it hurt too. He came as an infant, knowing He would be wounded, physically, verbally, etc., but He still came. He also knew He would give so much that it hurt; physical torture and rejection from His own people. But that love trumped pain, it triumphed over rejection and even abandonment. He paid the ultimate price all because He loved us so much.

He would do it all again you know; just as you would stand in the gap for your children and grandchildren. You would take the punishment for them, you would likely give your life for them because you love so much.

As we enter a new year, uncertainties abound: Political unrest, terrorism that grows increasingly close to our door and endtime prophecy being fulfilled all around us. The one thing that is definite is that we are loved, we are cared for and we are safe in the arms of our Father. We can climb up in His lap, so to speak, and be assured that whatever comes our way, whatever 2017 holds for us as God’s children, He will be faithful to His Word. Persecution may come, difficulties may be present but He will walk with us through any fire or trial. He will never leave us nor forsake us.

That’s a Father’s love for His children. Unconditional, unwavering, a really good hurt.

 

 

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Noel: Happy Birthday!


Christmas is quickly approaching, Noel!

This Christmas carol, The First Noel, is definitely one of the older ones. Some say it goes back to the 15th century, others to the 17th. It was published in 1823 by William B. Sandys and Davies Gilbert added the lyrics to the beloved carol we still sing today. There are several different stories as to its origin so its beginning is a little uncertain. Nowell is the English word and Noel is the French meaning Christmas, taken from the Latin word natalis, meaning birth.

The First Noel
Refrain:
Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel!
Born is the King of Israel!

The first ‘Noel!’ the angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,
On a cold winter’s night that was so deep.

For all to see there was a star
Shining in the east, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.

And by the light of that same star
Three wise men came from country far;
To seek for a King was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went.

This star drew nigh to the northwest:
O’er Bethlehem it took its rest;
And there it did both stop and stay,
Right over the place where Jesus lay.

Then did they know assuredly
Within that house the King did lie;
One entered in then for to see,
And found the Babe in poverty.

Then entered in those wise men three,
Full rev’rently upon their knee,
And offered there, in his presence,
Both gold and myrrh, and frankincense.

Between an ox-stall and an ass
This Child there truly borned was;
For want of clothing they did him lay
All in the manger, among the hay.

Then let us all with one accord
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord
That hath made heaven and earth of nought,
And with His blood mankind hath bought.

If we in our time shall do well
We shall be free from death and hell,
For God hath prepared for us all
A resting-place in general.

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Believing to have risen in France during the 15th century, some say the French word actually means birthday. Carried across the channel to England by traveling troubadours, it arrived in 1823 and quickly became a favorite on Christmas Eve. Entire villages gathered for singing and would celebrate the bringing in of the Yule log. Then it was thought that carols were not to be sung inside the church house but outside since they were considered just popular religious songs.

Repeating “Noel, Noel” in the original refrain is comparable to the way we sing Happy Birthday today.

The First Noel tells the story of the birth of Christ. Beginning with the angels declaring His entrance into the world, it ends encouraging us to give praise to God for His creation and salvation. Declaring this Holy Child has come for everyone, there is no respect of persons in the Christmas story! “Let us all with one accord sing praises to our heavenly Lord!”

The ultimate promise is in the very last stanza as it sounds the hope of the place Jesus has gone to prepare for us if we live for Him.

Noel, Noel! Born is the King of Israel! Be sure and include Jesus Christ in your Christmas celebrations. There are many ways you can do that at your family gatherings. One way is to actually read from the Word the Christmas story. Luke 2 is a good place to read and a wonderful way to invite the Savior in to your home as you gather with your families. Put Jesus first!

Nannette Christmas

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The Sad Story behind “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day”


Surely this Christmas carol from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow is one of our most beloved. It is a beautiful medley with even more hauntingly poetic lyrics. Longfellow also penned the words to such classics as Paul Revere’s Ride and The Song of Hiawatha.

When he wrote this Christmas treasure in 1864, the Civil War was still going strong, although Abraham Lincoln had just been reelected and there was hope that it would soon come to an end.

Henry and his wife Fanny were blessed with five children, Charles, Ernest, Alice, Edith and Allegra, and they made their home in Massachusetts.  In the summer of 1861, they were suffering a terrible heat wave and Fanny had decided to trim some of the heavy curls of their seven year old daughter, Edith. After she was finished, she wanted to preserve them and seal the locks in wax.

As she heated the wax to seal the envelope, some of it fell onto her thin dress and she did not notice it right away. The warm summer breeze blowing through the window set the dress on fire. Fanny went running into Henry’s study and he tried to put it out with a small rug. When that did not work, he threw his arms around her to put out the flames and sustained terrible burns on his hands, arms and face.

Fanny Longfellow died the next morning.

A merry Christmas, say the children, but that is no more for me.   ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Between his grief and the severe injuries, Henry was not even able to attend her funeral. Fanny was the love of his life. She was the Sweet Hesperus he wrote about in The Evening Star.  O my beloved, my sweet Hesperus! My morning and my evening star of love!”

Tragedy wasn’t over for the Longfellow family. In late 1863, his eldest son Charles, now a Lieutenant, had been severely wounded and crippled in battle. Longfellow, who kept a journal, didn’t post anything for Christmas that year. Heartache was taking a toll on his family.

The following year, on Christmas Day, 1864, Longfellow penned the words to the familiar carol we all love. You can sense his despair turning to hope as he writes, “God is not dead nor does He sleep; The wrong shall fail, the right prevail!”

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said;
“For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!”

Because of Christmas, we have an eternal Hope that will overcome the heartbreak we suffer here!

Hope prevails! Longfellow heard the bells on that Christmas Day so long ago in spite of the grief and misfortunes that had plagued his family for several years.

Hope was born one Christmas morning! “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of a great joy which shall be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2.

This song is so precious to me; the words seem to leap off the page when you get to the last stanza! Aren’t you glad to know your God is not dead; He does not sleep! He has everything under control and we can rest in His peace.

Do not let this Christmas season pass without stopping to pause and give thanks for that Hope. Take time to talk to the Savior who came so that we might be blessed with peace, joy and righteousness in our lives today. Even if our world is crumbling around us, we take comfort in knowing that all is well with our soul. He is our Hope!

Nannette Christmas