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He has come for us


sin had come into God's perfect world. and it would never leave. God's children would always be running away from him and hiding in the dark. their hearts would break now, and never work properly again. God couldn't let his children live forever, not in such pain, not without him. there was only one way to protect them. "you will have to leave the garden now," God told his children, his eyes filling with tears. "this is no longer your true home, it's not he place for you anymore." 
but before they left the garden, God made clothes for his children, to cover them. he gently clothed them and then he sent them away on a long, long journey -- out of the garden, out of their home.  
well, in another story, it would all be over and that would have been the end...
... but not in this Story. 
God loved his children too much to let the story end there. even though he would suffer, God had a plan -- a magnificent dream. one day, he would get his children back. one day, he would make the world their perfect home again. and one day, he would wipe a away every tear from their eyes. 
you see, no matter what, in spite of everything, God would love his children -- with a never stopping, never giving up, unbreaking, always and forever love. 
and though they would forget him, and run from him, deep in their hearts, God's children would miss him always, and long for him -- lost children yearning for their home. 
before they left the garden, God whispered a promise to Adam and Eve. "it will not always be so! i will come to rescue you! and when i do i'm going to do battle against the snake. i'll get rid of the sin and the dark and the sadness you let in here. i'm coming back for you!" 
and he would. one day, God himself would come.
- excerpt from the Jesus Storybook Bible 

merry christmas, friends... He has come for us.


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