Merry Christmas

Dear friends, I wish I could have invited you all to our Christmas party this week.

Most of all, though I wish that we would all respond to the invitation to accept the greatest gift of all this Christmas--the gift of Immanuel, God with us.




In the first light of a new day

No one knew He had arrived.

Things continued as they had been

While a newborn softly cried.

But the heavens, wrapped in wonder,

Knew the meaning of His birth--

In the weakness of a baby,

They knew God had come to earth.

As His mother held Him closely,

It was hard to understand

That her baby, not yet speaking,

Was the Word of God to man.

He would tell them of His kingdom,

But their hearts would not believe.

They would hate Him and in anger

They would nail Him to a tree.

But the sadness would be broken

As the song of life arose,

And the firstborn of Creation

Would ascend and take His throne.

He had left it to redeem us,

But before His life began,

He knew He'd come back, not as a baby,

But as the Lord of every man.

Hear the angels as they're singing

On the morning of His birth,

But how much greater will their song be

When He comes again to earth!

                                    --Bob Kauflin


Merry Christmas and much love to you this Christmas!