As a child there were times of joy at the prospect of Christmas day. But later in life, after I learned the real reason for the season there is a different, deeper, kind of joy. Now I am able to appreciate how far Jesus traveled to become mortal so He could pay our debt for our sin. Because of what He did we are now able to spend eternity with Him.
Christmas Story Miracle
By Brenda Drake
At the first sound of the baby’s cry,
The earth heard the sound of the Father’s sigh.
The holy offering in a manger lay,
The love of God was on display.
The heavens rejoiced and the angels did too.
The great plan set in motion to a greater work do.
Creation whispered at such a thing;
The earth now clothed the Creator-King.
God yet man made of clay.
Great is the mystery portrayed.
Love has come to rescue and to save the lost,
To live to die on a rugged cross.
Angels in wonder in awe stand,
As they remember the birth celebrated across the land.
Holy, holy, holy child of God born,
To restore and make whole those sin-torn.
Precious is the remembrance celebrated each year;
To many it brings great joy and held most dear.
But to some sounds of truth are pushed aside;
And again the Christmas story miracle is hidden from their eyes.
And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace,
good will toward men.