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It's hard to imagine something that is never ending. Well, except for the Never Ending Story, of course. But, cheesy 80s movies aside, we are a very material people and, well, we all die. Every one who walks on this earth croaks. We like to think we're immortal, or at least we often live that way. So, when I stop - by choice or by force - and have one of those transcendent moments, it often takes me by surprise. I am sometimes so wrapped up in things of the material world, that I lose sight of the unseen. I had one of those transcendent moments this morning. One of my favorite authors once said that eternity is in the hearts of men. There is just some sense within us that there is a never-endingness within us. Not for this life, but for something greater.

I was reading Luke's account of the Gospel of Jesus Christ this morning. I was reading about this Jewish priest, named Zechariah. While performing the Jewish rituals in the Temple, he was visited by an angel. Crazy, I know. Talk about a "transcendent moment!" And the angel tells him he and his wife, Elizabeth, will have a son, who will prepare the way for the Savior that the Jewish Scriptures prophesied about. Zechariah doesn't exactly believe this at first and looses his ability to speak until his son, John, is born.

Jump over to Galilee, where Mary, a cousin of Elizabeth lived. An angel visits her, too. The angel communicates this message:

"You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you will name him Jesus. He will be very great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his ancestor David. And he will reign over Israel forever; his Kingdom will never end!”

His Kingdom will never end. Those words awoke my senses. Never ending. It was great to be reminded that I follow the King whose kingdom will never end.

Comments

nick said…
Good post brother. My heart stirred as I read and was reminded. It was good for me to be reminded that the King we follow is the unending King.

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