In yesterday's post, I mentioned that I was looking for that defining moment and that it would probably come during the Christmas Eve Service. Anticipation, expectation, and revelation came together and at a most unexpected time. The service had not even begun, and to settle the crowd down, a very cute video made by our Sunday School dept. was played on the Power Point. It was a re-enactment of Mary and Joseph's trek to Bethlehem and them finding no room in the Inn. As the birth occurred and the angels and shepherds gathered around the manger, with a real new born baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, I noticed how excited the little actors were, none older than six or seven, but most younger. They were bouncing up and down, cheering, and tossing balloons in the air.
I was overwhelmed by the innocence and sense of joy being displayed and how it contrasts with my jaded attitude toward all the trappings of Christmas.
If the Angels were rejoicing at this God sanctioned event, how can we not also be joyful.
Thousands of years of prophesy was fulfilled that blessed night, God's plan was coming to fruition and in spite of Satan's most valiant attempt, through King Herod, it could not be stopped.
It is truly the defining moment in the history of mankind. A turning point.
Only those who will stand under God's judgement because they refuse to believe and accept, could not find joy in such an event.
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