As we put up our tree and lights today, we had Christmas music on! I love Christmas music! I love remembering our Saviour's birth and why He came- to save a wretch like me as the old hymn goes. Knowing my unworthiness makes me even more grateful that He chose me to be in Him before the foundation of the world...how amazing is that!!! And He did that for the praise of His glory! Oh, that my life would constantly proclaim the glory and praise of the Lord! And yet...I falter everyday and often times fail to rely on Him.
As I listened to the music, the song "O Holy Night" came on in a beautiful instramental arrangement. As I sung the words I've known for years, I teared up.
"O Holy night! the stars are brightly shining - it is the night of the dear Savoir's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining- til He appeared, and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices! O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night divine, O night, O night divine!" ~Placide Cappeau, translated by John Sullivan Dwight
How amazing to think of the birth of Jesus. I can see how the people could have missed this awesome moment- God as a babe- for I often forget and am hardened against the reality of what He did for me. He gave me worth- worth in Himself, He gave me hope- hope of reconcilliation to Him, He gave me joy- joy in abiding in His presence forevermore! The result of this knowledge should cause me to fall on my knees and worship the Lord of Hosts!
This season, I ask that you would pray that I would worship and serve Him only, not myself or earthly pleasures...I will be doing the same for you.
"Truly He taught us to love one another; His law is love and His Gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother and in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, Let all within us praise His holy Name!
Christ is the Lord! O praise His name forever! His pow'r and glory evermore proclaim!
His pow'r and glory evermore proclaim!" ~Placide Cappeau, translated by John Sullivan Dwight