How I love the Christmas season with all the bright -lights, joy, and worship music. It seems love, peace, and good-will fills the air. It would be wonderful if we could experience it year-round.
Gift Extravagant and Plain
The world observes the birth of Christ, But not all welcome Him in their life. They may decorate a tree, And place a star above to see, But do not acknowledge the One that died on the tree for them. They treat the Christmas story as a legend. They pass their gifts extravagant and plain, Without honoring the One most-magnificent the angels proclaimed. Jesus arrived as a precious gift wrapped in skin, Holy proclaimed King by those who beheld Him. As the day approaches set aside to bring Him glory. Profit comes in the telling of the Christmas story. You live in trying times with some little pleasures along the way, But know the Babe celebrated, lived, died, rose and is alive today. He sits at the Father’s side observing things great and small. In the hearts of the wise they know He sees it all. Come and bow now at the feet of the One you adore; Knowing one day every knee will bow and declare Jesus is Lord.
2 Corinthians 9:15 Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift.
We look forward to the Christmas season, with opportunity to celebrate the birth of our Lord and our Savior. But we need to be aware that many are in great need and indeed have sorrow at this time of year. Some choose not to put up a lighted tree, but some have no choice, they just cannot.
No Tree, No Lights By Brenda Drake
No tree, no lights, no inner peace. No love, no joy, but much in need. The world passes by unaware, But if they do see many do not care. Tents are a popular gift received by some. But it is a great need to some. New bedding, new clothes, and new shoes to wear; Add to their collection with little room to spare. There are those who have desire for them too. To some their greatest gift would be a pair of shoes. They are the forgotten ones in a world that sparkles and shines. They are those who cry at Christmas-time. Jesus was born in a stable, and lie on a bed of hay. He was even before He was born turned away. The humble of heart heard the Angels sing; The heavens were aware of the new-born King. The star shined its light on the One to be nailed to the tree. The wise men offered gifts and worshiped the One who would set them free. Mary marveled at the beauty of God’s gift at her breast. Surely the world would One day celebrate God’s gift. There are many that celebrate with hearts in tune with God’s Son; In thanks and praise they rejoice at all He has done. But, many forget the reason They are celebrating the Christmas season. As you remember the birth of Jesus and give gifts to one another. Just as The True Gift reached out to you, you should care for your brother.
1Timothy 6:18-19 That they do good, that they be rich in good works, ready to distribute, willing to communicate; Laying up in store for themselves a good foundation against the time to come, that they may lay hold on eternal life.
There is a story to tell of a Father’s gift, That traveled farther than the mind can comprehend. Priceless ….only one of a kind, Never to be replaced…impossible again to find. So precious it’s arrival was announced to multitudes about. And a star stopped by in worship to it’s light shine out. Not to a mansion rich was this gift bestowed, But in a stable wrapped in swaddling clothes. Cattle witnessed the arrival of God’s Son, Born of a virgin to die for the sins of everyone. He needed to grow to offer His life one day. So our sin and our debt could be washed away. The gift was sent when the truth Of the Father’s gift was revealed to you. When you fully comprehend the wonder and the grace. The gift arrived on time…salvation takes place. What a wonderful story is shared in heaven each day. When one accepts the Father’s gift…and carries His glory away Born anew it all begins again. For now you as a part of Him is a gift He sends. To deliver the truth to another. So the true Christmas story is discovered.
2 Corinthians 9:15 Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift.
What a wonderful gift was bestowed upon us the day Jesus was born, no wonder the angels sang. But the price He paid for our salvation was so terrible the earth shook and the heavens wept. I am at awe of such love, and such amazing grace. How can a saved heart not sing?
God and Man Portrayed
The baby that in the manger lay, Was God and man on display. His tiny feet would one day grow, To be nailed to a cross to save man’s soul. The Holy Promise was by the angels proclaimed. At His death curses spat out His name. As babe He was wrapped lovingly up tight as He slept. At death hate tore His naked body with sores that wept. Wise men visited the young child as King; Pouring out worship and costly offerings. The wise of the world His possessions tore away; Casting lots they unwisely spurned The Way. The star led the shepherds on the Holy night of birth. At His death angels were silent and grief shook the earth. The Holy child’s cries were attended to with care each day. Only heartbreak was in attendance when alone He sins-debt paid. Jesus’ birth the truly wise celebrate remembering the whole story. As they rejoice in God’s gift they indeed give God all the glory,
John 1:9-14 The true light, which gives light to everyone, was coming into the world. He was in the world, and the world was made through him, yet the world did not know him. He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him. But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
Jesus willingly came to earth. The Father, the Spirit , and the Son agreed it was the only way we would be able to spend eternity with God. This then is the Christmas Story from heaven’s point of view.
From Heavens Point of View
The Christmas Story told from heavens point of view; Perhaps will reveal the Gift bestowed on you. The Father had sent His greatest in the care of man. The Creator was placed in His creation’s hands. The most precious and holy was placed, In the young mother’s clumsy embrace. The sweetest was sent to the world gone sour; Born to die; to be by the earth devoured. The heavenly Father’s wisdom in this babe is richly poured; He is reviled by most and by some adored. A beautiful child; born so the truth could be found. The babe lay in a manger with stench surround, The star lit the sky to show the Way. Angels sang an anthem of praise, Heaven held its breath at such love displayed; God’s provision for those lost to be saved. The Christmas story and the Resurrection story ahead yet to come; In the eye of heaven they are all seen as one. The One born to die, raised victorious so the lost could be born anew, He finishes the Christmas story when He comes back for you.
Philippians 2:5-11 Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus: Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God: But made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men: And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Have you ever been in a room with many different things going on at the same time? We probably all can agree it is hard to stay focused, let alone enjoy the experience. Life also can be so complicated and stressful with so much taking place around us; filling the atmosphere with words, songs, and actions contrary to the Word of God.
In harmony with God are the ones, That rest in His strength to get His work done. Like a dance, together in accord; Love and the lover of the Lord. They make sweet music together in life; The redeemed soul and the Anointed One together delight. Within each man is the divider, it pulls out of step; It ruins the tune of the Master, it is called the flesh. Flesh is self-ruled and sings a different song; At time its notes are jangling and strong. Those skilled and obedient will quickly stop its sound. By the Word of God flesh is put down. The old-man must die for the new-man to live strong. It is a choice, who will sing life’s song The selfish, self-seeking, full of trouble and strife; Or the one that allows God’s rule in their life. In harmony the saved soul sings a love song sweet and true, With peace and joy Jesus is singing with you.
1 Corinthians 6:17 But he that is joined unto the Lord is one spirit.
Galatians 5:24-25 And they that are Christ’s have crucified the flesh with the affections and lusts. If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit.
We as a Nation set aside a day to give thanks, but our Nation needs to have a life set aside to give thanks to God.
A Life Set Aside To Give Thanks By Brenda drake
I am thankful for my life’s many seasons; With privilege to express my thoughts with freedom. I have great appreciation to God above. Who has so blessed us with His love. All thanks and praise to Him along with a prayer, To daily have a thankful heart willing to share. In our celebration with tables laden with much, Let us be willing to reach out and touch, The one that is alone or in need, So they too give thanks as they receive. Great is the life set aside to express, The things that cause us happiness. Like family, friends, and the peace inside; For love and joy and the provisions that keep us alive. The list continues and never ends, In fact the heart thankful just begins… I am thankful I am able to behold, The beauty of creation and the colors in a rainbow; And for a heart that will see, God’s promise and believes. I am so thankful for all God has done. But most of all I am thankful for Jesus His Son. He is the bread that feeds the soul, With peace and joy left yet untold. I am eternally thankful for the work of the cross, That calls to repentance and saves the lost. Thank you Father, I pray to again bless our land. Lead and guide us to choose Your ways to understand.
Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.
As a Nation, and a people we set aside this day, To give God our thanks and praise. Families gather to prepare A bountiful table share. We give thanks for all God does in our life, To cause us joy and inner delight. With eyes to see and with a heart free, Help us Lord to pray for and assist another in need. Give us ears to hear the silent cry, Of those who have a heart that sighs. To our Nation send a revival sound, That pulls from evil to higher ground. As we celebrate the goodness bestowed, And as realization of our many blessings unfold, Allow our heart to sing clear, A love song only You can hear. I give thanks for Your love so sure and true. On this day and in every day all glory belongs to You.
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 Rejoice evermore. Pray without ceasing. In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
One day I was teasing my small grand-daughter and she said Gramma don’t call me that, and I asked her what she wanted me to call her. In her sweet voice she answered “Darling.” She indeed was and is my little darling but Jesus holds the forever endearment in my heart.
Darling in My Heart by Brenda Drake
There is no one more special to me; The most valuable, most important for eternity. I will praise Him with words and songs new; Reaching higher and wider to express all my heart wants too. My Lord is high and lifted in my sight, He is Savior, King, and my heart’s delight. I marvel at the love He shared with man; That chose to die so He could forever hold our hand. He is beautiful and more precious than all the world’s gold. He is the treasure within with value left untold. He is the softest spot within my heart, soul, and mind. I desire to honor Him in my life as I fit into His design. He is my soul’s lover and the Groom that soon returns for His bride; He is the Darling of heaven, and He is resident inside. Jesus You are most precious, holy, and set apart. You are the Master and the One called Darling in my heart.
Song of Songs 4:7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
Old habits are hard to break, but with God as our teacher, our healer, helper, and guide we are able to crucify the sinful ways of our fleshly desires. Each decision to die to self to follow in the footsteps of Jesus separates us from the worlds influence.
Another Fence Crossed By Brenda Drake
Fences are erected to separate two sides apart. It is wise to erect a fence of protection in your heart. The fence is really a line of right and wrong. In your heart you know the side you belong. But so many walk the line; so close it is unclear, To the outward eye what is to them most dear. God has no problem seeing what is in the heart. He always encourages to a right path start. To walk in Jesus’ steps you will find, He never walks the line. His footsteps travel far from the ways the world trod. If you follow after Him you walk the ways of God. When you are wise each step you take sets you more apart, From the world’s influence that hampers the heart. Another fence is crossed, closer and closer to the place, Where you will walk victoriously through heaven’s gate.
John 8:12 Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.
Psalms 51:10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me