There are no kiddos in the house, this Christmas. Yet, I still awakened around 5 am this morning. Maybe, since I slept in my childhood bed, last night, my internal Christmas memory clock was working overtime. 🙂
My ears take note of the sweet little birdie chirping outside my window. As I stop to listen to her song (of course, I think she’s a girl :-)), I begin to wonder if she knows what today is. Is she singing happy birthday to Immanuel – God with us? Her sound is so sweet. As she continues to sing her praises, my mind begins to wander.
“For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” – Isaiah 9:6 ESV
How do I say “happy birthday” to Jesus? Suddenly, the words “Happy Birthday” seem far too impotent to offer up to the one who was born simply to die – for me, for you, for us. Doesn’t “Happy Birthday” just sound too simple for a Savior?
I’m so thankful the Father knows the limitations of the English vocabulary. On this Christmas morning, I’m so humbled to know that I can utter a “Happy Birthday” and rest assured that those modest words are translated from my mouth to His ears into the unspeakable joy, indescribable admiration, and unquestionable appreciation of my heart!
Merry Christmas to each one of you who stops by this post today. I pray your day is filled with an acute awareness of the unmatched love of Jesus Christ – the one who came to this earth, born as a baby, with an assignment to die. May we joyfully celebrate Him with our loved ones today and be a little envious of those loved ones who have gone on to celebrate with Him in heaven!
Wise, Virtuous, Valuable,
Beautifully written! Love you Monica! I appreciate Christ in You, the Hope of Glory!
Aw, Merry Christmas to you, sweet Sandi!!
Hope you enjoyed a wonderful Christmas, Monica.