I planned a perfect Christmas post this year. Did you scroll back to see if you missed it? It never got posted. I wrote and scratched and rewrote and rethunk, and I think it was better left to be pondered in my heart-- just like Mary treasured up so many thoughts and reflections on Jesus' birth in her heart. How appropriate!
I didn't want to let December slip out of reach without some Christmas reflection though... I found this song this Christmas and I made Hubby buy it for me with one of his iTunes gift cards:
Here With Us
by Joy Williams
It's still a mystery to me
That the hands of God could be so small,
How tiny fingers reaching in the night
Were the very hands that measured the sky
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Heaven's love reaching down to save the world
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Son of God, Servant King,
You're here with us
You're here with us
It's still a mystery to me,
How His infant eyes have seen the dawn of time
How His ears have heard an angel's symphony,
But still Mary had to rock her Savior to sleep
Jesus the Christ, born in Bethlehem
A baby born to save, to save the souls of man
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Heaven's love reaching down to save the world
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Son of God, Servant King
You're here with us
You're here, with us
That's the magic of Christmas-- that the sovereign God could have chosen any way to redeem the souls of man, and He sent a baby. He put on flesh and blood and was born to die. What a strange and perfectly magical way to save the world... only God.
Merry Christmas 2008
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