There is a painting.
The son of a lady in my BSF group painted it.
The painting depicts The Night Before Christmas.
Jesus in heaven.
Surrounded by glory.
Angels singing Holy, Holy, Holy.
What did he do the night before he came to earth?
Was it a struggle, knowing what he was sacrificing to leave heaven to come to earth?
Such a gift.
The first time he came as a humble baby.
The next time he comes it will be as King.
The first time was a quiet night.
The next time will be with a loud trumpet call.
Today we worship our King.
The gift of life.