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Christmas Devos: God's Snowball

Posted by Darlene Clem on

My name is Chloe. I was rejected by my mother and raised by my grandfather. A major result of that rejection was an untamed youth and a false understanding of love. Although my grandfather was a devout Christian, he could not break down the barriers I built around my heart. Grandpa John passed away and I felt so alone until I became friends with my grandfather’s housekeeper Irene.

I gave Irene my grandpa’s car. On our return home from the license branch, Irene ask me if I would please, sing in the church Christmas pageant. “God gave you a beautiful voice.”

I sat quietly for a few minutes without answering. Then, I said, “I am not sure I believe the story of Jesus’ birth.”

Irene pulled off to the side of the road, put the car in park, turned to me, and said, “Child, do you not remember the story of how Mary of Nazareth became pregnant and the story of Joseph?”
Mary was visited by an angel. He went to her and said, “Greetings, you who are highly favored with God! You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High.”

“How will this be,” Mary asked the angel, “since I am a virgin?

The angel answered, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So, the Holy One will be called the Son of God.”

Mary said, “I am the Lord’s Servant. May your word to me be fulfilled.

Joseph was also visited by an angel of the Lord in a dream who said, “Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit.

She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save His people from their sins.”

The Messiah was born in Bethlehem in Judea.

Irene continued, saying, “Chloe, there has never ever been anything else like the story of Jesus’s birth in all of history. This is Mary’s song to the Lord.”

Irene started singing: “My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in my Savior, for He has been mindful of the humble state of His servant.”

I told her I needed more proof of Jesus and heaven than a story over two thousand years old.

After Irene dropped me off at my house, I took a walk. My head was spinning in so many directions I could hardly think. I felt so confused about Jesus’ birth. I was enjoying a nice quiet walk with leaves crackling under my feet when I thought I heard a soft voice saying, “Listen!” I turned around and there was no one around or in front of me, and it scared me. I know the voice was real.

The End

Book: God’s Snowball
Author: Darlene Clem
Published by: Christian Faith Publishing

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