It’s Christmas Eve. A holy night. The Holy Night.
The holiest of all nights ever in the history of mankind for those of us who call ourselves believers in Jesus Christ.
It’s the night when it seems the stars shine more brightly than any other night.
It’s the night when we sing of angels’ voices declaring the Good News – a Savior is born.
It’s the night when our souls soar with the knowledge that the Messiah arrived in human form as a tiny babe in a lowly place to give us a way to cross an abyss of sin and suffering. A way to come to the Father, God of the universe, Creator of all things.
It’s the night of our Savior’s birth. A night not like any other. Ever.
It’s the night when hope entered this weary world to give us a reason to rejoice. And so we do, all these many centuries later.
We hope. We welcome the Christ Child, Emmanuel, God With Us.
We fall on our knees with thankfulness that God loves us with a depth that we can’t even comprehend. Enough to send us a Savior, His very own Son.
And we sing of this night divine. This holy night. This night when Christ was born.
This night when the prophet Isaiah foretold that a child would be born. And His name would be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
I pray that as we celebrate this holy night, you may know the Savior. Jesus Christ. The reason we celebrate this holy night.
“For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the greatness of his government and peace there will be no end. He will reign on David’s throne and over his kingdom, establishing and upholding it with justice and righteousness from that time on and forever. The zeal of the Lord Almighty will accomplish this.” ~ Isaiah 9:6-7
“A little child, a shining star, a stable rude, the door ajar. Yet in that place, so crude, forlorn, the Hope of all the world was born.” ~ anonymous