That He May be Glorified.



Isn’t that the reason for the Christmas season? For every minute of every day of our lives? That He might be glorified?

The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me,
because the Lord has anointed me
to bring good news to the poor;
he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim liberty to the captives,
and the opening of the prison to those who are bound;
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor,
and the day of vengeance of our God;
to comfort all who mourn;
to grant to those who mourn in Zion–
to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness instead of mourning,
the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit;
that they may be called oaks of righteousness,
the planting of the Lord,
that He may be glorified.
(Isaiah 61:1-3)

I love these verses. I themed my blog after these verses. And now I know a beautiful woman who lives these verses. Ali smiles and walks and talks and lives joy. She and her husband love on the orphans at the Kurasini Children’s Home as if they were their own children. Everyone is special. Everyone has meaning and purpose and dignity and hope. And Ali makes sure that they know that. That they feel loved. The love and grace and favor of the Lord pour from her lips and eyes and hands and heart unlike anyone I’ve ever met before. It is a beautiful thing.

This Sunday, I got to see Ali (and her husband, Winston) in action during the Christmas Party for the orphans at Kurasini. As each child received a unique gift, I watched the tears of joy well up in Ali’s eyes. When little girls held up brand new dresses, and boys gleefully unwrapped football shoes, the months of planning and recruiting and hoping and loving saw its fruition. If love could be wrapped in packages, then these children felt loved. But it wasn’t just the gifts. Ali knew all of them by name. She hugged them, talked with them, played with them, and loved on them. These were her children. Because they are God’s children.


Thank you Ali (and Winston) for showing me what Christmas (and Christianity–the legit, “true religion” James 1:27 version) looks like. For reals. You guys rock.

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