Tonight I was sitting on his bed and he was talking about the observable universe, except his tongue tripped and he accidentally replaced the V with a B. I pounced on him and told him his belly was the zerb-able universe and blew a giant zerbert until I had no breath left. He laughed until he was wheezed out, and then we prayed and I thanked God for my own particularly favourite corner of the observable universe, my zerb-able universe.
I saw a reel the other day where Blake Lively was talking about Ryan Reynolds, and how she and their daughters are his home, and he runs to them after work. And I felt a little kinship with her because I feel the same way about my own family, my own people. We're each others' home.
And Jesus feels the same about us.
He came to us and made us his home.
The dwelling place of God is with humanity. He will dwell with them and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. (From the book of Revelation, chapter 21, verse 3).
We're not just somebody that he used to know.
We're his zerb-able universe.
Merry Christmas, friends.
Xo.
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