December 4, 1861, Irian Jaya Simu and Kere spent the night in tears. When the dawn arrives, their two-year-old boy, Dexjo, would no longer be theirs. He had been chosen to become the Peace Child. While everyone else rejoiced that the Mauri tribe had accepted the agreement, Simu and Kere just could not get into…
For the past couple songs, we have talked about gifts. We talked about the gifts we do and should give. We talked about the gifts we desire. Well, it wouldn’t be Christmas without talking about the greatest gift of all. Like I said at the end of yesterday, that gift came wrapped in swaddling cloth…
I have a dragon in my garage. No really, I do… really… I’m not lying.
Where was the Church when Aleppo fell?
Through the wind and horns, in spite of the hood tight against ears that are growing numb, that bell rings out clear and joyful
World peace begins with a breeze and a baby.
Honestly, “Walking in a winter wonderland” is not by any stretch of my imagination a fun thing to do. Glistening snow is beautiful to look at from inside a warm house, but certainly not when you are walking in it. Those little white flakes of evil falling down will never be a “beautiful sight” that makes me “happy tonight” and it is certainly not something in which I want to “frolic and play the eskimo way”.
What is your greatest moment in sports history? What is the greatest single instant in your own personal life? What is the greatest moment in the history of time itself? This is it.
Are we joining in with creation in rejoicing that the incarnated Son is on the throne? The Savior reigns. In those three short words is packed so much beautiful theology. Is it in you?