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I'm Camillia from Toronto, Ontario, Canada God has captivated my heart, stolen my gaze and has all my affections. I'm committed to pursuing the One who first pursued me. I want to Stand, Serve, Minister and Burn before the Uncreated God...

God Became a Man!

Warning! Random regurgitation of the thoughts in my head right now! You have been warned:-)



My heart's been under construction for a long time. And like Winnipeg's second season, I think it will forever be under construction!

I've never really been great at articulating the thoughts and changes in my heart in blog format, nor, if I had the ability, would I really want to! However, there's been so many changes over the past couple months, which half-way explains my silence around here.

This has been a time for me of confronting the wrong thoughts/views I have towards God. It's also been a time of coming face to face with those things which I say I believe about Him but don't truly believe at the heart level as yet.

But little by little, everyday, there's a new facet of God that I've yet to discover, or am in need of rediscovering in order to truly believe it. I'm realizing just how transcendent He truly is over all I can think or imagine. I'm understanding that He is totally other than anything and everything. The highest heavens can't contain Him yet He's chosen my heart as His dwelling place....

One of the greatest mystery's is what many people around the world supposedly celebrated yesterday (it's 4 in the morning but I'm still considering today Dec. 26th).

The reason for the season is that the infinite, transcendent, holy God of all the universe, humbled Himself and took on human flesh. The Creator became acquainted with our suffering and weaknesses and came in the form of a helpless baby; the created.

As I said, I'm terrible at articulating the thoughts of my heart. The reality of this mystery awakens my heart to sheer joy :-D. God SO loved the world that He sent the Son, the Beloved second Person of the Trinity, who left His throne of glory and came as a man, taking on the form of a bond servant; all for the sake of love! He did it for you, He did it for me!

I've spent the last couple days just meditating on the incarnation, seeking to have a deeper revelation of it on the heart level. And not just to wrap my head around it, but to get a greater revelation of the width, the length, the depth and the height of His love.

This hymn speaks such truths and it's one of my favorites.

The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell;
It goes beyond the highest star,
And reaches to the lowest hell;
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled,
And pardoned from his sin.

O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints’ and angels’ song.

When years of time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
When men, who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call,
God’s love so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.


Is it really a wonder why we love Him?

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