O King of All the Nations

O King of all the nations, the only joy of every human heart; O Keystone of the mighty arch of humanity, come and save the creatures you fashioned from the dust. Beautifully and succinctly we are reminded that Christ the King is our only joy and satisfaction, a lesson we try to absorb throughout our lifetime, despite the tugs and enticements of the world's glitter and gold, or the laziness that allures us to the "easy path" whose shallow diversions can kill our souls. Without Jesus as the Keystone, the arch crumbles. We might have discovered that already, but need to review this lesson and relive it. Life's twists and turns, the instruments of God, have a way of turning us around. Just remembering that we are dust and have not here a lasting city can poke us back onto the right track. In these final days before Christmas, may we look at the path our day takes, where we spend our time, how much we are reflecting on what we are doing, and where our focus is. If we are tired, or on "automatic pilot", how are we going to give our King the welcome and honor he deserves? If we can let go of all we wanted to do before Christmas, and just basque in the message of "peace and goodwill to all", we might come to the stable with the pure hearts of the shepherds, fall on our knees, and worship the God who has come among us.
May our deeds and actions these days help us bring the gift of ourselves to the Babe and to others.
Bro. Rene