Sunday, December 25, 2005

A Christmas Story

Tonight, as I stood in church holding a candle along with the many others in our sanctuary; singing Silent Night; I came to realize that nothing can hold a candle to the fact that Jesus was born a man, to die for mans salvation. A tiny baby. The beauty is love and joy all rolled into these moments; the moment he took his first breath and the moment he expelled his last.

As you celebrate Christmas, I pray that you will remember that this day is so much more than gifts and wrapping paper. And that your celebration is filled with many moments of love and joy rolled into one.

Please read this post by Becky at pith, marrow, and coffee spoons for a beautiful Christmas story.


At 02:31, Anonymous irene said...

merry Christmas to you and your family Kassi.


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