Redemption rips through the surface of time

scene.jpg I love Christmas! The romantic in me struggles that there isn’t snow on the ground but otherwise it’s great. I love catching up with friends, getting cards, being family, drinking red wine and the excitement that Christmas is a pivotal moment in time and in our own lives, Emmanuel, God with us!
Those of you who know me will acknowledge that God didn’t see fit to give me a singing voice (One lady remarked to me, “You know I admire you Ian, during that last Hymn you picked a note and you stuck to it!”) but I love singing Carols (providing there’s sufficient volume to drown me out). I was going to write about some of the profound lines from Carols, but I keep thinking about the re-editted versions the youth group come up with. So instead here’s an awesome lyric from Bruce Cockburn,
“Like a rock on the surface of a still river
Driving the ripples on forever
Redemption rips through the surface of time
In the cry of a tiny babe”

and the last verse of the narrative reads,
“There are others who know about this miracle birth
The humblest of people catch a glimpse of their worth
For it isn’t to the palace that the Christ child comes
But to shepherds and street people, hookers and bums
And the message is clear if you’ve got ears to hear
That forgiveness is given for your guilt and your fear
It’s a Christmas gift you don’t have to buy
There’s a future shining in a baby’s eyes”