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Amy Berna



Last Updated: 12/22/2009

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Status: Single
City: Madera
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 10/9/2006

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Thursday, July 09, 2009 
3:44 PM 
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Thursday, November 27, 2008 
As we enter into this Christmas season there are so many things that are weighing on my mind and stirring in my heart. This will be the very first year that my precious son, Kaleb, no longer believes in Santa! We had a long conversation in the car the other day and I asked him if he still believed.  He said, "No, Santa died!" His answer surprised me and even caught me off guard.  We continued  to talk and eventually he came to the understanding that Santa is still alive but he bears the face of another man now. He is DAD!
 
For several days Kaleb's answer troubled me.  Why did it bother me that he felt that Santa had died?  From a very young age I have always taught my kids that it is Jesus that we celebrate but we, as so many parents do, loved to keep the "Santa Claus is coming to town" alive!  So as I continued to ponder Kaleb's response a window of understanding began to open and shed some light on my uneasiness.
There is such an excitement in the heart of every child when we begin to talk about Santa Claus and Christmas.  Why?  Many would say because of the many presents he will bring.  But I would say it is because of the hope that he offers.  To ordinary days of school, homework, chores, and days that are shortend by winters approch, suddenly there is a glimpse of joy and new excitement that shines so bright in their little hearts.  The many preparations that lead into the celebration create days filled with new treasures to be unearthed. 
 
As "big people" it's so easy to come to the place of feeling the same way Kaleb so openly expressed.  The truth that Kaleb was speaking when he was asked if he still believed was, "No, hope died!"  How many times have I felt that hope has died?  Too many to count!  Yet as I sit and think of all that I have  in Christ Jesus new hope begins to rise within this heart of mine.  Hope is never gone if you believe.  Today I believe that Jesus is my hope, He is my joy and my salvation, the lifter of my head.  It's a new day, His mercy is new every morning.  Right about now I bet you're saying, "I'd like to believe there is hope."  Well let me interject now, Go ahead and believe.  Just do it!  Paul said it so beautifully, "Christ in me, the hope of glory!"  If you feel that hope has died, then stop looking for it in things that are sure to disappoint. Look  to Jesus for he truly is the author and finisher of your faith!  Hope lives!

 

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Saturday, August 16, 2008 

It's amazing to me that God, in his manifold grace, chooses to use people like me.  He is so faithful!  Another definition for manifold is "multi-colored".  In other words, for everything that comes into my life His grace is enough.  There is no end to the depth of the grace of God, nor can one determine the many colors it contains.  Always accessable, forever resolute.  It is never insufficient or lacking.  His grace is sufficient for me! 

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