| Dear Holy Friends, There's something about this night. I can't quite explain it, but it's there. The air is more clean, the sound more sharp, and the silence more precious. We sing the song Silent Night and it causes me to pause. I guess for some the night still is silent. Silent in the soul, I mean. Christmas without Christ is hollow and silent. But for Mary and Joseph and some shepherds in a field, that night was anything but silent. It is my prayer that our Savior comes into our hearts this night with love and peace and angels singing. I hope he removes the silence from our souls. In His Grip, Chandra Tiny Baby poor family little town tiny baby no one around no fanfare only peace God on earth condemnation cease why this way King comes around God of creation love came down Prince of peace for all of us ours is to believe accept and trust ~Chandra Lynn Smith, 12/21/08~ |
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
The heart That Ponders #24 . . . tiny baby . . .12/24/08
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