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Being Like Anna

In Luke 2:22-40, the testimony of Christ's prophesied forthcoming shines through the duo of two elderly characters: Simeon and Anna. Both were prophetically gifted, full of the Holy Spirit (directly recognized with Simeon, indirectly implied with Anna), advanced in years yet unified in their steadfastness to proclaim salvation.

In verse 36, we are introduced to Anna, daughter of Phanuel, of the tribe of Asher. Immediately, we are given a glimpse of her family background; however, in light of brief context, one must question why these past details are important enough to mention. Maybe Luke is offering the reader a clue in his opening presentation. If we bite the bait, take a trip down history lane and scope out an Old Testament equivalent, we will stumble upon Huldah, daughter of the high priest, Hilkiah (2 Kings 22), and likely sister of the prophet Jeremiah. Like Solomon, God filled Huldah with extravagant wisdom, enough to the point Hilkiah, among others, would seek the Lord…

What Bliss Is This?

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How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, ‘Your God reigns!”’ (Isaiah 52:7, NIV)
WHAT BLISS IS THIS?
Every Christmas, seasonal charisma arouses that magical popery of jollity and goodwill. Amidst the hurrying and scurrying, many people tap into a higher ‘cheer gear’ once December dawns, knowing the most wonderful time of the year is just around the corner. Snowflakes emerge on coke cans, polar bears dance in dreams, sounds of silver bells fill the air, popular television channels kick off countdowns, and old friendships reconnect as the surrounding world decks itself with adornment. As days grow colder, the warmth of binding bonds contribute to what is often associated as good tidings. But what exactly is a good tiding? And how do we adequately answer this if we possess superficial bliss, plastic like our materialistic buys?
It’s easy to lose sight on what drives our…