eastwind journals 146
By Bernie Lopez


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The biblical passage below shows God’s love for Man. No one is his right sense will give his own son to be slain by others. But God did. A father will die to protect his son. God gave His own Son. That’s how deep and intense God’s love is for us. In total humility and sacrifice, God, all powerful, creator of all that is, gave His very own Son to be crucified on the cross to save us from our sin. This Theology of Salvation is the core of our Christian faith, the essence of Christmas. We adore you oh Child of Bethlehem for Your gift of salvation. 

for God so loved the world
that He gave His only Son
so that all who believe in Him
may not perish and may have life eternal
for God did not send His Son
into the world
to condemn the world
but to save it through Him


John 3:16-18




700 years before the birth of Christ, Isaiah predicted the birth of Jesus, comparing it to the time in the Old Testament when the Assyrians fooled the Israelites into an alliance which would later end up in their subjugation and slavery. It was the era of darkness. But God, through Isaiah, promised the coming of the Light which would conquer the darkness, hope in a time of despair. This is the essence of Christmas. We adore you oh Child of Bethlehem for Your gift of salvation.


the people who walked in darkness
have seen a great Light
glow in the valley of death
anguish has taken wing
darkness is overcome
gloom and distress have vanished
You bring great rejoicing Lord
You have smashed the yoke that burdens us
the pole on our shoulders
the whip of the slave master


Isaiah 8:23-9:5


Diary on a Pilgrimage
On the fourth day of my pilgrimage to Fatima from Lisbon, a drizzle drove me to seek shelter in a farmer’s sheep’s shed. That drizzle was a blessing. It opened my eyes to a cosmic view of the Birth of Jesus, how the Lord of the cosmos, of the countless stars within billions of galaxies, could be born in a manger meant not for humans but for baby sheep. In that shed, that strange silent night, I discovered the essence of Christmas. We adore you oh Child of Bethlehem for Your gift of salvation.


it was not a dream that drove me
to take wings but a nightmare
now I prayed to Him to guide me
through the cruel world out there
as I did not know the ‘way’
on the fourth day, there was a slight drizzle
so I asked a farmer
if I could sleep in his sheep’s shed
the shed had a certain sheep odor
that was a bit offensive
all of a sudden, the birth of Jesus
came to me in a flash
the drizzle was perhaps sent by the Lord
to give Light that I was asking for
I suddenly realized how it defies the imagination
that the Creator of the universe
was humble enough to permit Himself
to be born in a crib meant for new-born sheep
in a sheep shed which smelled
the hay of such a crib is itchy on the skin
the swaddling cloth helps
but still the God who made all of us
did not stay in a three star inn
but a no-star sheep shed
His power must be awesome and limitless
to be able to do this
the omnipotent God
in total humility born in a manger
at whose side powerful kings
and winged angels knelt in adoration
He set an example
on that first Christmas 2,000 years ago
to be able to save all of us
that is my short and simple Christmas story




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