Hear the braying of sheep around a simple manger;
the lowing of cattle, responding to a coo.
The little baby sleeps, oblivious to danger;
does He know His mission is for Him to woo?
Hear the wind softly singing in the dead of night,
as the shepherds come to Him, O so timidly.
All thus behold an earthly glorious sight;
Truth wrapped in swaddling clothes, not so vividly.
All will soon will hear the hammer
beat the nail into the wood,
not knowing the Father's anger
has been rightly soothed.
Hear the Truth of Christmas, Salvation for us all;
the Gift grows up a Man, so many dismaying.
If you're His, you will hear His call,
quickened by His Spirit; now so humbly praying.
Simply, and only, for your consideration. The prompt made it more than that for me:
I fail to separate Christmas from Easter. I simply cannot do it.
I hear a song of men from different warring countries singing a Christmas song for the sake of that season. If God cannot so reconcile Himself with us, how can we, while warring with one another?
Who is really God?
So many people want to keep that Baby as He was because babies
don't make a call for all to come to repentance.
Babies don't point out sin.
Sin prevents any peace.
In following that,
"Have a peaceful Christmas."
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