Archive | December 12, 2011

Bow the Knee – Ron Hamilton.wmv – YouTube

At this very special time of the year, we become so caught up in the things of the world or things that “need to be done,” we forget about the most important One of all.

Our finite mind needs to see something tangible. A Christmas tree, lights, ornaments and yes, even the Nativity Scene can become an idol if we do not keep our mind and focus on Him.  He is no longer a babe in the manger but grew up and died on the cross for our sin. He bore our shame.

He declared victory over death when He arose from the dead three days later met with His disciples and was seen by a crowd as He ascended to the Father where now He sits at the right hand of the Father on the throne interceding for us.

He prays for us. Isn’t that amazing? What is even more amazing is that He is coming again. First, we who know Him; saved through faith by His grace will meet Him in the air. The next time He sets His foot on the earth He will be as the One His people were searching for at His birth. The King of King and Lord of Lords. I am reminded of Philippians chapter two. What a privilege to bow the knee before Him – our Redeemer, our Savior, our Lord. He loves you, my friend. Please think on these words as you celebrate Christmas this year. Celebrate Him not just as a baby but all that He is. Bow the knee before Him. Boldly, before the throne.

“Wherefore God also hath highly exalted Him and given Him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow. of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth;And that at every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.”

Philippians 2:9-11



Bow the Knee – Ron Hamilton.wmv – YouTube.

A Sparce Christmas fromThe Vision of a Mother’s Heart

Most of have grown up looking forward to Christmas. We celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Because He is God’s gift to us, children see the Christmas as a magical time when they get to eat wonderful treats and look forward to singing Christmas carols and expecting their wish for special toys to be granted. The day dawns early as the children race to the tree and unwrapping  gifts in record speed, while pleased parents watch with delight as their children’s eyes light up, exclaiming, “Awesome, Mom!”
We have all been there – as the excited child and many parents and grandparents look forward to this special day.

One Christmas, the Greene family had very little to share that Christmas and Mama was unable to bake, decorate or even buy gifts for the children. It had been a hard year on Apple Tree Farm. What would the children do without these things to look forward to?  Isabel came up with a plan.

The Vision of a Mother’s Heart
By Katherine Hinchee Purdy

A Sparse Christmas

“Mama,” Isabel said, “are we poor?”
Mama sat the biscuits on the table beside a dish of hand churned butter.
“I suppose if you compare us to some people who live in fine houses with beautiful furnishings,
one could say we are poor. However, I don’t see it that way.”
“You don’t?” Isabel said as she looked down at her well worn dress.
“God has given us so much. We have a house with a roof that does not leak and wood
to keep our home warm. We have food on the table and love in our hearts. The biggest blessing
of all is that we have each other. When you stop to count your blessings, you may realize that we are rich in mercy and grace.” Mama said.

“But what about Christmas?” Isabel asked with tears threatening to spill over.
“Christmas is about Christ,” Mama said.
“I know, but Sylvie is expecting Santa to come.”

“We have never made Santa the center of Christmas. In fact, we have never given credit
to anyone but the Lord for the things we have.” Mama poured milk into each glass at the table.
“I know, but the other children at school do,” Isabel said.

“We always hang our stockings on the mantle on Christmas Eve,and they always have goodies in them on Christmas morning.” Isabel muttered as she placed the last plate on the table.

“Yes, I know you do, Dear,” Mama said softly, “but I’m afraid this year will be different.
Now please ring the dinner bell before supper gets cold.”

Later that night, when everyone in the house was asleep, Isabel quietly slipped out of bed
and stood by the window, gazing at the sky.

“Please, Lord,” she prayed, “help us make this a good Christmas for Mama, Papa,
and the children too.”

When she awoke the next morning, snow was swirling outside. The grass and trees were already

covered with the sparkly white blanket.
She could hear Papa stomping snow off his boots as he came inside after milking the cows.
Isabel dressed quickly and hurried downstairs to help prepare breakfast.

After breakfast and chores were completed, everyone scattered to work on secret projects
for Christmas. Eugene and Curtis disappeared for several hours and returned at lunchtime,
pulling a beautiful tree behind them.

The children were beside themselves with excitement as Eugene placed the tree on a stand
and set it up in the corner of the parlor. There were a few ornaments from previous years,
and the girls filled in bare spots with popcorn strings, paper chains, and ornaments Eugene
fashioned out of tin.

Mama’s eyes misted as she entered the parlor after a long nap.
“Surprise!” the children said. They pulled her to the tree to see what they had made.
Mama and Papa exchanged glances over the children’s heads, and Isabel noticed
concern in their eyes.

“Don’t worry, Mama,” Isabel said as she poured a cup of hot chocolate for Mama.
“This year, we’re doing Christmas for you and Papa.
Eugene will even read the Christmas story tonight, and I will bake a chicken
for our dinner on Christmas Day. I guess we’ll just have soup for Christmas Eve.
Merry Christmas, Mama! Do you like the tree?”

“The tree is lovely, and you all are wonderful,” Mama said as she dabbed her eyes with a hankie.
Just as the family sat down for their Christmas Eve soup, there was a knock at the door.

{To read more about Isabel’s sparce Christmas, order a copy of The Vision of a Mother’s Heart today!
You may be surprised to see the goodness of the Lord even in the midst of poverty.}