THE BIRTH OF LIGHT

IN A LONELY MANGER ONE BLESSED NIGHT, THE JOURNEY OF TWO, THE BIRTH OF LIGHT. THE WISEMEN WOULD TRAVEL TO SEE THIS BOY, THE ANGELS WERE SINGING WITH SPIRITS OF JOY. THE SHEPHERDS WERE WATCHING THEIR FLOCKS THAT NIGHT, WHEN IN THE SKY THE STAR SHINED SO BRIGHT. THEY CAME FROM AFAR AND CAME FROM SO NEAR, TO SEE THE CHILD IN THE STABLE, SWADDLED IN LINEN, SO DEAR.

THAT NIGHT AT THE BIRTH OF HIS SON FATHER GOD SAT IN HEAVEN KNOWING THE WORK TO BE DONE. JESUS WOULD GROW IN STRENGTH AND IN GRACE. IN THE TOWN OF NAZARETH AN UNLIKELY PLACE. ONE DAY AT THIRTY HIS MINISTRY BEGAN, PEOPLE WOULD COME FROM AFAR TO HEAR THE WORDS OF THIS MAN TEACHING AND MIRACLES HAD COME TO THE THIS LAND. THE LAME WOULD WALK, THE BLIND WOULD SEE THE MUTE WOULD SPEAK THE DEAD WOULD LIVE, ALL WITH A WORD SPOKEN AND THE TOUCH OF THE MASTER'S HAND, TO ALL, LIFE HE WOULD GIVE.

THE PHARISEES HAD PLOTTED IN SECRET TO CAPTURE THIS MAN, SATAN THOUGHT HE WAS WINNING, BUT GOD HAD A PLAN, THEY TOOK HIM, BOUND HIM, SPIT IN HIS FACE, PLUCKED HIS BEARD, BEAT HIM AND TOOK HIM TO A PLACE, CARRYING THE CROSS TO THE TOP OF A HILL, IN HIS HEART HE KNEW THE FATHERS WILL. THEY PUT NAILS IN HIS FEET AND NAILS IN HIS HANDS, THE BLOOD OF REDEMPTION THAT WOULD CLEANSE THE LANDS.

ON A CROSS THEY PLACED HIM UP IN THE SKY, THE FATHER WAS WATCHING WITH TEARS IN HIS EYES. THEN HE TURNED HIS BACK TO HIS SON, AND ABBA HE CRIED, IT IS FINISHED, IT IS DONE. SATAN REALIZED THE BATTLE WAS WON. THE BIRTH OF A BABY, THE DEATH OF GOD'S SON. THREE DAYS THE STONE OF A TOMB ROLLED AWAY. THE ANGELS REJOICING AT THIS GLORIOUS DAY. TO THE BELOVED DISCIPLES HE CAME AND SHOWED THEM HIS NAIL SCARRED FEET AND HANDS, HE TOLD THEM TO GO AND SPEAK TO THE LANDS.

LET US NOT GROW WEARY OF PRAISING THE LORD, LET'S PUT ON THE ARMOR AND CARRY THE SWORD. THE FRUITS OF THE SPIRIT TO PEOPLE WE MUST SHOW, IN LOVE AND IN TRUTH TO THE WORLD WE MUST GO. TWO THOUSAND YEARS LATER UNKNOWN TO SOME, TO US THE LAMB, OUR SAVIOR, MESSIAH HAS COME.

WRITTEN BY CONNIE
DEC 8TH 2014