Snippet
Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and
we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again
at Christmas-time.” ― Laura Ingalls Wilder
Scripture
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has
blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. 4
For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and
blameless in his sight. In love 5 he[b] predestined us for adoption to
sonship[c] through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— 6 to
the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves.
7 In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in
accordance with the riches of God’s grace 8 that he lavished on us. With all
wisdom and understanding, 9 he[d] made known to us the mystery of his will
according to his good pleasure, which he purposed in Christ, 10 to be put into
effect when the times reach their fulfillment—to bring unity to all things in
heaven and on earth under Christ. Ephesians 1:3-10 NIV
Song
You Gotta Get Up by Rich Mullins
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qX60F472GFw
"I thought Christmas Day would never come
But it's here at last so mom and dad the waiting's finally done
And you gotta get up ~ you gotta get up ~ you gotta get up
It's Christmas morning
Last night I heard reindeers on my roof
Well you may think I'm exaggerating but I swear I'm tellin' you the
truth
And you gotta get up ~ you gotta get up ~ you gotta get up
It's Christmas morning
Did my sister get a baby doll? Did my brother get his bike?
Did I get that red wagon the kind that makes you fly?
Oh I hope there'll be peace on earth
I know there's good will toward men
On account of that Baby born in Bethlehem
Did my sister get her baby doll? Did my brother get his bike?
Did I get that red wagon the kind that makes you fly?
Oh I hope there'll be peace on earth
I know there's good will toward men
On account of that Baby born in Bethlehem
Mom and Daddy stayed up too late last night
Oh I guess they got carried away in the Christmas candlelight
And you gotta get up ~ you gotta get up ~ you gotta get up
It's Christmas morning
Sentence Prayer
Jesus
May my Joy be greater
Than a little kid
On Christmas morning
And every morning in You
Amen
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