It is the night before Christmas

after a busy day, the rush of guests have come and gone. Gifts are wrapped with ribbons and bows. The kitchen with gingerbread and spicy aroma, inviting our hopes that Santa will come by with his reindeer and sleigh!

Angels are rejoicing, the Savior has come, searching for those to join them in song. Hastening at the midnight hour, knocking on doors weary and tired!

“We are searching for one who will give us bread” An answer is heard “Do not trouble me, the door is now shut and my children are with me in bed” “It is too late, the bread in the oven not yet baked”

The day has been long with joy and laughter and too much to drink” Then turning his face, into slumber once more he falls asleep – while the angels weep!

Once again with a persistent knock “Please give us bread that we may eat” And because of their persistence he rises, gathering a few crumbs, stumbling to the door, promising a loaf with the rising of the sun!

I wonder do we do the same, neglecting the rappings on our heart strings? Until they become fainter and the angels grow weary, but always returning with hope we will listen, not just on Christmas day but always!

A Star is Born . . .

It is the day before Christmas and heaven is
astir, a flurry of angels are preparing for their
flight to this earth.

Their beloved Lord has stepped down from His throne. The great Creator, One with the Father, and the Holy Spirit, planting a Seed in a virgin girl.

Mary heavy with labor, Joseph in search of a place to rest, only in a humble stable they have found. A Star in the sky, the sound of choirs praishing the birth of a Baby Boy!

The Star of Bethlehem bringing hope in the midst of the darkness in this world!

For Unto Us A Savior Is Born

This post follows post written on 12-22 – ‘A Prophecy Comes To Pass’

“And another sign appeared in heaven”

“Then being with child she cried out in labor and pain to give birth”


A woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet, and on her head a garland of stars

“And . . . A great fiery red dragon
stood before the woman who was ready to give birth . . . to devour
her Child as soon as it was born”

She bore a male Child who was to rule all nations
with a rod of iron and her Child was caught up
to God and His throne”
Revelation Chapter 12

“And when the set time had fully come,
God sent forth His Son born of a woman*

“For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord”

Luke 2:11

Woman image ‘The Immaculate Conception’
By Diego Velazquez 1618-19
Wikipedia ‘Circle of Stars’ Public Domain
*Book of Galatians 4:4

A Prophecy comes to pass . . .

And there appeared a great wonder in heaven!

Painting by Diego Velazquez 1618 ‘Immaculate Conception’ Wikipedia ‘Circle of Stars’ Public Domain
.

Ever since the fall of our

parents and God’s promise of
restoration, the evil one has

endeavored to destroy our Savior, prophesied to be born!

And now as the Christian world is celebrating His birth and His soon coming many signs are

being fulfilled!

In the Book of Revelation
There is the description of –


“A WOMAN CLOTHED WITH THE
SUN AND THE MOON UNDER HER
FEET”


“And upon her head a crown of twelve
stars.
And she being with child cried, travailing
in birth”

A Winter Solstice Blessing

GOOD EVENING ON THIS 21st day of December – The shortest day of the year!


MAY you find peace in the promise of the solstice night.

THAT each day forward is blessed with more light.

THAT the [GOD] of all nature and [CREATOR]

BRING faith to your soul and well-being to you.

REJOICE in the darkness in the silence find rest.

AND may the days that follow be abundantly blessed!

Author unknown

Festival of Lights!

Good EVENING ON THIS 3rd Day of Advent week!

A Christmas Village Story!

The village square sits
forgotten!

Abandoned long ago

Winter snow has fallen

In the church not a word
is spoken


Songs have
been forgotten

And often when you hear
the wind blow there is
the sound of crying

Cabins empty and cold
no bread in the ovens

Tradition is hidden


This village is truly
forgotten!

But then one evening
a small light has risen

It is coming in this
direction

People descending
with candles burning
music playing

An entourage of those
who once lived here
are returning

The square once bare
is rejoicing

A celebration is under
way!

Lamp posts are lit
dressed
in red ribbons

Children singing and dancing

The evergreen in the
center is no longer empty

Filled with Christmas stockings

The snow bird with it’s
song is singing

The village is filled
with a festival of
lights nevermore to
be saddened!

Weeping angels . . .


Each CHRISTMAS SEASON angels visit our earth
sharing the GOOD NEWS with
all who will listen . . .

Have you ever wondered if angels get tired and weary?


Do they cry when they see our pain and feel our loss –
when we ignore their care and forget to trust?




Hastening on at the midnight hour
angel’s feet touch the earth – ever
searching for those who will join in song –
But there are none as mortals sleep
there is no one to share their song
but are always returning – no longer weeping

Rejoicing in OUR SAVIOR’S birth!