I have faced separation several times in my life. Going away to college is one. But it was not traumatic. I’d been going off to camp for weeks at at time to work and it seemed like an extended camp time (only with some studying thrown in). Plus I knew I could go home occasionally. My grandmother and grandfather’s death. My in-laws. Then my mother.  But even those weren’t traumatic since I know I will see them again. But those were a natural thing of life on earth. It’s gonna happen.

But how about the separation of the Son with the Father? It wasn’t a natural progression. It was the result of sin-ours, mine-not His. Jesus faced the separation from His Father because at the beginning two people decided to go their own way; do their own thing. And that never stops. I’m still into my own way, doing things as I want to, when I want to, often not caring whom I hurt.

However, I was never meant to live my life alone. I was never meant to go my own way. I was never meant to do as I want. My life is to be wrapped up in and controlled by Jesus. His life & ultimate death is the reason for Christmas. That was why He came-so I can be an eternally accepted child of God.

“Father, the life and ultimate death of Jesus was not only Your plan but the only way I can spend eternity with you. He came to be temporarily separated from You so I can permanently connected to You in eternity. Thank you.”