Silent Night

Its nights like these that I love. Sitting on the couch snuggled under my zebra blanket, in front of the fire, and beautiful Christmas tree. It’s peaceful, quiet, and relaxing. It really reminds me what Christmas is about. It isn't about the sledding, ice skating, or baking, but it is about Jesus. How it all started with a baby. It started in a cave (not really a barn) -- in a cold, dark, damp (and smelly!!) cave, at that matter. With no other place to lay poor baby Jesus but in a manger, the savior of the world was brought into this world with such humble beginnings, and I am not even thankful for some of the things God has blessed me with every day.

Tonight makes me think about the song, Silent Night. It is one of my favorite Christmas songs, reading and meditating on the words really gives you a different and better picture.

Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, All is bright
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child
Holy Infant so Tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

The night and where Jesus was born, was probably very silent. I mean no one really around, just Joseph freaking out that Mary was giving birth in a stable, and Mary freaking out that she was giving birth—besides that it was probably rather calm and quiet.

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar;
Heavenly hosts sing Al-le-lu-ia!
Christ the Saviour is born!
Christ the Saviour is born!

Shepherds went to visit Jesus. That is crazy! Having an angel—no a multitude of angels—appear in front of you telling you about this baby. Seriously, who cares about a baby? They did. They knew there was something different, something special about him. They quaked in his sight. I would too, seeing the savior of the world like that. I wonder what they did afterwards. Did they tell all their friends? Were their lives different? Or did they keep living on the same way? I don’t know what happened, but I know they reconized the majesty of Jesus Christ as a baby, and I want to do the same. Not just celebrate Jesus being born, but why he was born, and to recognize the majesty of Christ the King. I leave you with the last couple verses of the song. Think about it, what impact does Jesus being born make in your life?

Silent night, holy night!
Wondrous star, lend thy light!
With the angels let us sing
Alleluia to our King!
Christ the Saviour is here,
Jesus the Saviour is here!

Silent night, Holy night!
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord at thy birth;
Jesus Lord at thy birth.

Until Next Time,

Miss Sass A Frass