The poem from George MacDonald, quoted in last night's sermon. A great Christmas reminder that God makes his promises before he reveals his plan. God's WHAT comes before the HOW.
Are there promises you are waiting on? Things you hope God will do, but don't seem possible right now. Remember that Mary and Zechariah and all the Christmas characters received a promise that seemed impossible every step of the way. The answer is not HOW is this going to happen, but WHO is at work.
When you get anxious about the HOW, spend some time thinking on the WHO.
They all were looking for a kingTo slay their foes and lift them high:Thou cam'st, a little baby thingThat made a woman cry.O Son of Man, to right my lotNaught but Thy presence can avail;Yet on the road Thy wheels are not,Nor on the sea Thy sail!My how or when Thou wilt not heed,But come down Thine own secret stair,That Thou mayst answer all my need—Yea, every bygone prayer.
George MacDonald
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