I’m sure you are familiar with the children’s poem, “’Twas the Night before Christmas.” I remember as a child the vivid images that accompanied the poem in my head whenever I heard it. I could just feel the stillness of the night as “…not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.” I could hear the clamor and clatter as St. Nick brought his “miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer” to rest upon the roof top.
Christmas has a lot of special fond memories for most of us. I pray we all enjoy the season, but mostly that we remember the real reason for the season.
The most important thing that we all need to remember during this Christmas season is that God loves us all and sent His only Son to show us the was back to Him. But more then just to show us the way, Jesus BECAME the Way.
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The Night Jesus Came
Twas the night Jesus came and all through the house, not a person was praying, not one in the house.
The Bible was left on the shelf without a care, for no one thought Jesus would come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed, not once ever kneeling or bowing their head.
And mom in the rocking chair with babe on her lap was watching the Late Show as I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and lifted the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
The light of His face made me cover my head. Was Jesus returning just like He’d said?
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw him in spite of myself.
In the book of Life that he held in his hand, was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as he searched for my name, when He said, “it’s not here” my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love, He gathered to take to his Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound, while all of the others were left standings around.
I fell to my knees but it was too late, I’d waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear the coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call, we’ll find out that the Bible was true after all.
This time of year is more than a season it’s actually a time that’s driven by a reason.
The true gift was given and delivered for free, not under but on an old ragged tree.
So may this time for you be filled will joy as you worship and wonder about the precious baby boy.
For missing the meaning and blessings of this season there’s only excuses never a good reason!
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Christmas has a lot of special fond memories for most of us. I pray we all enjoy the season, but mostly that we remember the real reason for the season.
The most important thing that we all need to remember during this Christmas season is that God loves us all and sent His only Son to show us the was back to Him. But more then just to show us the way, Jesus BECAME the Way.
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The Night Jesus Came
Twas the night Jesus came and all through the house, not a person was praying, not one in the house.
The Bible was left on the shelf without a care, for no one thought Jesus would come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed, not once ever kneeling or bowing their head.
And mom in the rocking chair with babe on her lap was watching the Late Show as I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and lifted the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
The light of His face made me cover my head. Was Jesus returning just like He’d said?
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw him in spite of myself.
In the book of Life that he held in his hand, was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as he searched for my name, when He said, “it’s not here” my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love, He gathered to take to his Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound, while all of the others were left standings around.
I fell to my knees but it was too late, I’d waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear the coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call, we’ll find out that the Bible was true after all.
This time of year is more than a season it’s actually a time that’s driven by a reason.
The true gift was given and delivered for free, not under but on an old ragged tree.
So may this time for you be filled will joy as you worship and wonder about the precious baby boy.
For missing the meaning and blessings of this season there’s only excuses never a good reason!
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The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor.
The one who kneels to the Lord can stand up to anything.
Love and peace be with you forever.
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