Ransom the Captives

O come, O come, Emanuel and ransom captive Israel

Ransoming the captives. Movies and television shows are filled with story lines focusing on kidnappings and failed ransom payments. They demonstrate the demands, the negotiations, and the payouts. Over and over again the families are told not to contact the police, but the smart ones do. You see, when paying a ransom, you want the experts there with you to make sure that you get back your family and so that the bad guys get caught.

God ransomed us back. He created us. And then he bought us back with his own blood. We weren’t even innocent parties in our captivity. Instead we were active participants in driving ourselves away from God. And the penalty was death. So God paid the price. And he ransomed us back from exile away from him. What a gift he gave us. He gave up everything for us. That makes for a merry Christmas indeed.

~The Countess~

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I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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