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He silently watched Elizabeth ’s hollow belly
grow and round.
He silently listened to the unbelievable story of their young cousin
Mary…
He listened and listened.
The more he listened the more
he heard. And he marveled:
How in the world did we get to be the insiders on such an amazing plot…?
How come I get to have a part in the unfolding of this astonishing plan…? Why
me? Why us? Why now…?
And yet, everything – EVERYTHING – Zacharia saw and heard,
everything he knew and thought he knew, everything Mary said begun to come together,
to make perfect sense… when one realizes that indeed Heaven rules… not just out
there, but over here… not just ‘up there’ but here, right in here…
When Zach finally got to hold
his theology wrapped in flawless baby skin… something burst inside Zach…
Something old was made new…
Something dead was made alive…
Something… how shall I put it…?
…stale…? …was made fresh?
And the words that opened his
muted mouth… is it surprise that the words that opened his speechless mouth
were
… YAHWEH is gracious
….YAHWEH is gracious
John. John...
...Our God…. The great I
AM THAT I AM… the one and only…YAHWEH is… gracious…loving... and kind... and...
But the word on his lips wasn’t just syllables… the word was honey … the word was Oreo cookies dipped into milk… a cup of
hot chocolate on a winter day…
For old
Zacariah knew all these words all too well… they used to roll off his tongue with almost
mindless ease… But today, they all came to life as he held the unexpected
special delivery package… this little baby boy named by the angel – John.
And it was just a beginning…
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