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Monday, December 10, 2012

The Happy Christmas Comes Once More




The Happy Christmas Comes Once More

The happy Christmas comes once more, The heavenly Guest is at the door,  The blessed words the shepherds thrill, The joyous tidings: Peace, good will. 

O wake, our hearts, in gladness sing, And keep our Christmas with our King. Like the sound of mighty water rolls.

Come, Jesus, glorious heavenly Guest, Keep Thine own Christmas in our breast; Then David's harp strings, hushed so long. Shall swell our jubilee of song.

Christmas is supposed to be a time of happiness.  The gift of God's Son, coming with a mission of love and salvation, was timed perfectly. For the Christian, this time of year is special, in that our world recognizes the celebration God's precious Gift to mankind.

When we look around us in the month of December, we may see preparations being made for celebrating Jesus. However, most of the things we see this month are geared toward a retail spending frenzy.  And while Christmas is a time of celebration, the celebrations are not centered around the birth of our Lord, but rather the celebration of us!

Think about this with me; we celebrate birthdays with family and friends and share gifts and exchange good wishes. Unless we are really famous, after we die, our family probably doesn't celebrate our birthday.  The reason is simple.......we aren't there anymore.  In the celebration of Christmas, this is our chance to become a part of a world-wide celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ, and He is present .  That is the message of this Christmas and every Christmas. Jesus is alive and present every year.

Jesus is waiting to be the special guest at your parties and gatherings this year.  In like manner, he wants to be the invited guest into your life every day. He longs to be welcomed into every activity, every decision, every event.  He is present for your family, your workplace, your school. He comes to reside in your heart. 

Come, Jesus, glorious heavenly Guest, Keep Thine own Christmas in our breast; Then David's harp strings, hushed so long. Shall swell our jubilee of song.

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Note:  One of the resources used in gathering these articles is the book, Christ in the Carols, by Christopher and Melodie Lane, available through Tyndale House Publishers.

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