God our Father ~
Glory to you for sending your Son -the newborn King- to earth for us.
Glory to you this Christmas.
Long ages after his newborn cry split the sky.
Glory through all ages.
The Great I Am
Who is and was
And evermore and always is
And is to come.
The Rock of all Ages,
Come through the ages,
For every age.
It’s such a concept,
So completely incomprehensible.
It doesn’t make sense.
Yet nothing makes sense without you, Creator God, Seeker of our Souls, in it.
He laid on straw.
Helpless and small
Gift for all.
Giver of glory.
Gave up glory.
God our Father ~Thank you for announcing the news.
To shepherds abiding.
In the middle of the everyday keeping of their flocks.
Not really noisy fanfare. Instead a “Fear Not! We bring Good News!Today your Savior has been born!”
Received with wonderment, amazement, astonishment.
Rapture and awe and let’s all go to Bethlehem.
For the Lord has told us about this thing that has happened.
This newborn King come to earth.
May we ever continue to return glorifying and praising you Father, for all we have heard and seen, just as you told the shepherds.