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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

~ So Silently the Wondrous Gift is Given ~

I have heard the Christmas story and sung the Christmas songs for many, many years. But, never before has the fact that God sent His Son into the world so very silently struck me until this year. It seemed as if the words silently, quietly, mysteriously, and humbly were bolded and italicized throughout the season. And, it was very apparent Christmas Eve.

We sung Silent Night, and those words, silently, so silently, the wondrous Gift is given were beautiful and seemed to pierce right through the crazy choatic day to my soul. Then, we got in our pajamas and went to the town square to read the Christmas Story in front of the large Nativity. As we sat there and my 5 year old prayed, I could not help but notice..... The quiet, peaceful, simple Nativity to my right, and the 1000s of lights, blaring carols and laughing people to my left.

To my left was wonderful, the celebration of the season. ~ But, to my right was a baby wonderfully born to die to save my soul. To my left was the light made by the world ~ To my right was the Light OF the world. To my left was what we all get so caught up in ~ To my right was Who gets caught up in us!

I left the Nativity with a since of peace and stillness that I wish every soul on earth could enjoy. He comes into our lives and silently works. No fanfare, no loud words, no banners ~ just a gentle hand guiding, loving, forgiving, giving, and loving some more.

May you have a chance to focus on His silence this season!

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