Wednesday, December 22, 2004

I can’t seem to wipe the grin off my face about last night.

I know what you are thinking and typically that is true but I am writing about the magic that happened when a few families got together at our house for dinner. I saw the kingdom in all its glory. I saw unexplainable joy that was in everybody’s eyes. The King was all around us. The bliss of his birth was in the air. We broke bread and dipped it in deep red wine and gave thanks for his death in order that we may celebrate His life. We ate a concoction of food that would be the envy of a five star chef created by my beautiful wife. We told stories of our past and friends that we met along the journey. All the while our children were gallivanting in the other room with magical wands and lightsabers never once crying or complaining. We devoured the deserts that were put in front of us while sipping coffee and hot chocolate with spirit and never breaking the conversation. We then sang songs to our Master. Most were Christmas carols praising the Savior with a few old time favorites mixed in. We sang loud and proud in two part harmony if we could. There wasn’t a worry in the room. Cleaning up was never an issue. We all did our part throughout the night. Christmas is here praise the Great King.

The angel said, "Don't be afraid. I'm here to announce a great and joyful event that is meant for everybody, worldwide: A Savior has just been born in David's town, a Savior who is Messiah and Master. This is what you're to look for: a baby wrapped in a blanket and lying in a manger."
At once the angel was joined by a huge angelic choir singing God's praises:

“Glory to God in the heavenly heights,
Peace to all men and women on earth who please him.”