God could have lived a “million miles” away,
Have been there eons–“eons and a day.”
He could have lived, and flourished, permeating space,
Could have gone on, all happy in Himself,
(“Creation” sitting idly on His shelf.)
Would He have still supremely been all God?
ALL GOD He’d been, without man or man’s sod.
Or–could’ve made an orphaned human race;
No intervention–oddly out of place–
Afloat upon forsaken seas; a-flound’ring, lost.
He could’ve wound Deistic clocks “and walked.”
He could’ve never signaled, never talked.
And left man seeking something ‘kin to light,
But destined to a Godless, endless night.
Instead, at heightened, priceless, most-rare cost,
God chose His wealth “to tap”? No! To exhaust!
He sent His Only –after mortal men had failed.
Almighty God allowed mere man to see,
His sovereign purpose from eternity.
No man has yet “discovered God” — man’s ill.
His Revelation was His perfect will.
This Christmas revel in Christ, rightly hailed.
Rejoice! God’s Revelation has prevailed.
All glory, honor, grateful praise; Christ has travailed.
A Personal Pentecost is also made
Available through pow’r which cannot fade.
Revealed is God, through Christ. Oh, Joyful thing!
No wonder saints find voice to sing and sing! – eab, 12/10/2002
Written while associate pastor (under Phillip Dickinson) at Gospel Center, Phoenix, Arizona
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