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The sigh of God!

This Christmas has been a thoughtful one.I am on duty on Christmas Eve.
This Christmas strangely ,the book of Hosea has been a predominant theme in my personal promptings.One morning as I lay in bed,God's sigh to Ephraim became mine.
The book of Hosea is a picture of a God, who pursues us inspite of our waywardness and callousness.The love that the Lord has for Ephraim is a sigh that was manifest in Christmas and later in easter.Our God who loved us so much that He paid both side of the bargain to restore us to Him.
To those of us who are not familiar with the book of Hosea in the old testament,Hosea is an old testament prophet who is instructed by the Lord to marry a wayward,promiscous and unfaithful woman.He obeys and marries her but she leaves him and finds another man.
However God instructs him to accept her back and he obeys again,is faithful,finds her redeems her and brings her back to Him.
It is analogy of God's love for His people manifest in Christmas and easter ,God-who pursues us,finds us,redeems us and brings us back to Him.Such love beyond measure.
One afternoon we were sitting with some non-believing friends and suddenly the father of the family was a little vexed with his little daughter who was vying for his attention.The exact statement he used was 'why are you after me like Jesus?'.That had me very thoughtful.I have never forgotten it till date.It must have been some ten years ago.
He sighs for Israel in His love!
The great and powerful God,the master of the universe,bends down and reaches out to you and me.......Do we hear ? or is it like it says in Hosea 4-14 'My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge......'
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