The Portion of my Inheritance

I marvel at it all.            

This holy day.  Set apart from all the rest.                     

The quiet.

The calm.

The stillness.                        

 And it is said, “This day is holy to the Lord your God.”   (Nehemiah 8:9)          

And believers, and non-believers alike pause and fall under the hush of it all. The tranquil silence of this sacred day.                   

He came for ALL mankind and He alone is worthy!       

 And soon . . . “at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those in heaven, and of those on earth, and of those under the earth, and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. Philippians 2:10-11      

Now there were in the same country shepherds living out in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night.  And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid. Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people.  For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.  And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying: “Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!” Luke 2:8-14