Everything about Christmas if you think about it is totally unexpected!
"In Search of the Real Christmas Spirit." Reminds us that God had a habit of displaying His presence and power through burning bushes, clouds, fire, thunder, lightning, and a ton of other major things!
So....whats with this GIGANTIC contrast? Well...
"Familiarity with what He had done in the past blinds us to what He intended on that first Christmas"
I guess I thought I knew God. Jesus not only was born in a smelly manger but He MADE himself helpless!
"We could never have sought such a God, because we never understood Him and would never have recognized Him. So He had to come look for us. That is the inescapable conclusion of the Christmas story."
I had so many false assumptions about God.
I thought I knew God!
I cannot even believe the pride in my thinking!
Christmas is only a week a way and I am more and more excited! Waiting to see my families faces that morning is a wonderful blessing all in itself.
I found this song the other day and I wanted to share the words with you. Read on.
"It was not a silent night, there was blood on the ground. You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway that night on the streets of David's town. And the stable was not clean and the cobblestones were cold. And little Mary full of grace with tears upon her face had no mother's hand to hold.
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above. But for the girl on the ground in the dark with every beat of her beautiful heart. It was a labor of love.
Noble Joseph by her side, callused hands and weary eyes. No midwives to be found on the streets of David's town in the middle of the night. So he held her and he prayed, shafts of moonlight on his face. But the baby in her womb, he was the maker of the moon. He was the Author of the Faith that could make the mountains move.
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above. But for the girl on the ground in the dark with every beat of her beautiful heart. It was a labor of love.
For little Mary full of grace, with tears on her face. It was a labor of love.
It was not a silent night, on the streets of David's town".
Well that sums it all up. (If that could ever be done with words or in a song.)
(; Faith Mae
"In Search of the Real Christmas Spirit." Reminds us that God had a habit of displaying His presence and power through burning bushes, clouds, fire, thunder, lightning, and a ton of other major things!
So....whats with this GIGANTIC contrast? Well...
"Familiarity with what He had done in the past blinds us to what He intended on that first Christmas"
I guess I thought I knew God. Jesus not only was born in a smelly manger but He MADE himself helpless!
"We could never have sought such a God, because we never understood Him and would never have recognized Him. So He had to come look for us. That is the inescapable conclusion of the Christmas story."
I had so many false assumptions about God.
I thought I knew God!
I cannot even believe the pride in my thinking!
Christmas is only a week a way and I am more and more excited! Waiting to see my families faces that morning is a wonderful blessing all in itself.
I found this song the other day and I wanted to share the words with you. Read on.
"It was not a silent night, there was blood on the ground. You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway that night on the streets of David's town. And the stable was not clean and the cobblestones were cold. And little Mary full of grace with tears upon her face had no mother's hand to hold.
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above. But for the girl on the ground in the dark with every beat of her beautiful heart. It was a labor of love.
Noble Joseph by her side, callused hands and weary eyes. No midwives to be found on the streets of David's town in the middle of the night. So he held her and he prayed, shafts of moonlight on his face. But the baby in her womb, he was the maker of the moon. He was the Author of the Faith that could make the mountains move.
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above. But for the girl on the ground in the dark with every beat of her beautiful heart. It was a labor of love.
For little Mary full of grace, with tears on her face. It was a labor of love.
It was not a silent night, on the streets of David's town".
Well that sums it all up. (If that could ever be done with words or in a song.)
(; Faith Mae
1 comment:
Wow! Faith that is really amazing. I guess I never thought about it that way, but it is so true. ( I will think of that song whenever I hear silent night.)
Julia
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