27 Jan 2015; Isa 9
In the midst of fear and distrust, brothers against brothers, and with the enemies at their backyard, the gloom, the anguish, the dread.. filled the heart of the people.
In the midst, Isaiah prophesied: For unto us a child is born and unto us a son is given. The government shall be upon his shoulder, and He shall be call wonderful, counselor, prince of peace.
A promise of, again God among us, this time not with a Tabernacle, but in physical form. When Jesus came, and died for us, He left not alone, but with the holy spirit. Also a promise that He will take us back to the Father.
There is no God who promise that we will be with Him. I have come to recognized that the world is empty without Christ, the wealth, the status and the power all will come to a naught.
My aunt lied on her death bed. Too much in slumber that not be able to bother about the matters of the world and even us when we visited her. My father, who mentioned that he wanted to go to the bank to transferred his account to my name, was too weak to physically do it. When I am having a headache last week, nothing matters - except God.
When surrounded by brothers who turned enemies and enemies right at the doorstep - what really matter.
Therefore, the soul of man that lives forever shall return to the everlasting God. What then keep us alive is the word of God. The word means nothing if the word failed to live within me and applied to others that they may know that for unto us a son is given, so that we can be with our creator.
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