Oh holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appear'd and the soul felt its worth
The thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine
Oh, night when Christ was born
Merry Christmas and I don't mean happy holidays. This ancient story is not just a feel good reason to give gifts, reminisce about a year gone by and contemplate resolutions for the year to come. It is the whole reason we have a calendar in the first place and technically it is quite a bit older than the 2004 years we have celebrated. The book of Isaiah in the Old Testament was written somewhere between 700-650 B.C. Hundreds of years before the actual birth took place and the prophet got it right to the minute details, including the no vacancy sign and the three kings whom actually worshipped and brought gifts to a toddler because of travel time. My hope and prayer for myself and all of you is that we find the peace and contentment that only this baby who was born to die can bring. It's not a religion, it's a relationship and it goes both ways. Take the risk, make the leap of faith, BELIEVE. Merry Christmas, and by all means may the rest of your 2005 holidays be happy.
For a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us;
And the government will rest on his shoulders;
And His name will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Eternal Father, Prince of Peace.