“Yours, O LORD, is the greatness and the power and the glory and the victory and the majesty, indeed everything that is in the heavens and the earth; Yours is the dominion, O LORD, and You exalt Yourself as head over all.
1 Chronicles 29:11
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.
James 1:17
Photo by Diane Domigan
Jesus answered and said to her, “If you knew the gift of God, and who it is who says to you, ‘Give Me a drink,’ you would have asked Him, and He would have given you living water.”
John 4:10
He told them another parable: “The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed…it is the smallest of all seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds come and perch in its branches.”
Today, our Savior is born! May His love, blessings and peace be with you and your loved ones as you celebrate! The contributors at About These Things thank you for visiting our blog today and we would like to wish each of you a Blessed Christmas Day.
SING WE NOW OF CHRISTMAS
Sing we now of Christmas,
Noel sing we here.
Listen to our praises
To the Babe so dear.
Sing we Noel!
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas.
Sing we here, Noel!
Shepherds on the hillside
Heard the angels sing
Glory, honor, praises
To the infant king
Sing we Noel!
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas.
Sing we here, Noel!
In the town the found Him
Son of Mary mild
Sleeping in a manger
Was the Holy Child.
Sing we Noel!
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas.
Sing we here, Noel!
Wise Men sought and found Him
Treasures did they bring
Bowing down they worshipped
Christ, the King of Kings
Sing we Noel!
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas.
Sing we here, Noel!
Traditional French Carol
Audio: Stephen Sollars
Photo: Peggy Logue
Radiant angels hovered o’er-head
on that joyous first Christmas night;
They brought good news to poor shepherds
in bright auras of Glory Light.
Though fearful, the rugged watchmen
hurried off to search for the King,
for they believed the Messiah
would come as a sin offering.
The shadowy stable, they found
as they came to the edge of town.
No visitors, no bright angels,
just a wee baby lying down.
The peace they felt in that stable
settled into their needy souls.
They touched Him and knew this Baby
came to heal and make them whole.
“Off to one side sits a group of shepherds. They sit silently on the floor, perhaps perplexed, perhaps in awe, no doubt in amazement. Their night watch had been interrupted by an explosion of light from heaven and a symphony of angels. God goes to those who have time to hear him–and so on this cloudless night he went to simple shepherds.”
-Max Lucado
Photo by Jean Pike