Luke 2:16-20 AMP
So they went with haste
and [by searching] found Mary and Joseph, and the Baby lying in a
manger. And when they saw it, they made known what had been told them
concerning this Child, And all who heard it were astounded and marveled
at what the shepherds told them. But Mary was keeping within herself all
these things (sayings), weighing and pondering them in her heart. And
the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things
they had heard and seen, just as it had been told them.
Prayer:King of Kings, come, color these days of Christmas with Your joy. Let me be Your voice of love throughout this day. Let the bells of joy ring in my heart and be heard by everyone around me.
Got up this morning and it seemed so dark for as late as it was. Strange. But it’s ok, because I rather like the ‘quiet alone with my God’ feeling the pre-dawn darkness gives. It’s just me and Him sitting down and talking.
Holy Spirit, the day of our Savior’s birth is here. The whole earth is waiting in quiet expectation for this glorious day! How can we bring the joy to all the earth that they might know how wonderful is our God?!
Almost all do know about our Saviors coming, but some do not understand why He has come. They want to steal away the joy from the day, the awesome grandness of His arrival upon the earth.
As a child the weeks before Christmas were full of excited anticipation. I can picture the advent wreath on our table and praying each night at supper time for 4 weeks before Christmas and lighting a candle each of the 4 weeks before His birth. This was preparation time to remind us of the wonder of the occasion. We always had a Manger set up in the house with statues of Mary and Joseph, the shepherds and the Kings; and there He lay, the baby King of Kings asleep in the hay. I remember the excitement of Christmas morning getting up super early and going downstairs to wake up Mom and Dad before we could see the presents under the tree. Of course Santa Claus came in the night bringing toys.
I have many precious memories, but one particularly fond memory sticks in my mind: the family all sitting around the tree, and Dad would pass out presents one at a time. He handed one to Mom and I could see on His face an expectant look like He knew Mom would love it; it was almost childlike in the joy he knew the gift would give her. It was special and Mom’s eyes lit up when she opened it. I think it was the specialness of Dad choosing this gift out of love for Mom that put the glue on this memory in my mind.
There is a spirit of love that has always filled the air at Christmas; it's seen in the songs and hymns of the season. It's becoming more apparent that the enemy has been trying to smother it with focus on buying, and the market, and retail sales, etc. That 'Christmas spirit' does not feel as strong as it has always been, and the enemy thinks he’s winning this battle, but Jesus is more powerful then evil plans can even think of being. The Spirit of Christmas love that came with Jesus birth is undying.
Celebrate with me my friends! The King has arrived! The light dispels the darkness! Jesus is the light! Let’s sing joyfully in praise and worship of the Son of God who came and brought light into the darkness of our world!