We’ve arrived at my mum’s house for the Christmas holidays. (And yes, that’s how I say it : M-U-M.) At mum’s house it is snowy and cold on the outside, but warm and cozy as ever inside. I can’t think of any place I’d rather be…
Many years ago, Christ came to a cold dark world, born in a stable. While He was here, His life was unsettled with no place to call home. His life’s work was spent in order to change that. He longs to find a place in each of us – there is no place He’d rather be.
It is my prayer that my heart is that kind of place, where He feels welcomed in from the cold.
from O little Town of Bethlehem:
How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may his His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still,
The dear Christ enters in.O holy Child of Bethlehem
Descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born in us today
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel
Welcome, sweet Jesus. Please make yourself at home – there’s plenty of room here.
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