I missed you all these last few weeks, as I was under the
weather, and thank you for you continued prayers.
Have you ever heard a song sung so beautifully that it gives you goose bumps (or as I had a friend from the south refer to as “chicken bumps”), or a melody so sweet, so deep that it brings you to tears. The utterance of every single syllable and word has meaning, depth and purpose. Such are the lyrics to the song, O’ Holy Night, as they mirror the unassuming, non-pretentious birth of a King, the Savior of the world, the night that Christ was born.
The song, O’ Holy Night, was penned as a poem, during the French Revolution in 1843, and later adapted to become the song we presently know and cherish today. So accepted was its
inception that it became one of the first songs ever broadcast through radio, as sailors upon the dark Atlantic received it in similar fashion to which morse code was delivered. It was welcomed with such acclaim that during World War I, it was customary for an armistice (truce) to take place on Christmas day, in which enemies just hours before, now exchanged gifts (food and other items), and well wishes, as the hymn, “O’ Holy Night”, unaccompanied by music, could be heard in the distance, sung by “friend” and “foe”.
Matthew Chapter 1, and Luke Chapters 1 and 2 give us great insight concerning the birth of Christ, and what happened
on the night therein. It speaks of his lineage from Abraham to David; and from David to Joseph (the Carpenter). (Matthew 1:1-16). It refers to, as well, the decree set forth by Ceasar Augustus, for all to return to the city of birth for a census. The scripture speaks of visiting angels and heavenly hosts, in which they utter the words, "fear not". It captures in awesome splendor the beauty of the angelic host in full praise and adulation, and the stilled quietness in which the Savior was born.
Today’s Podcast is titled.
O’ Night Devine
Luke 2:11-12
11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. 12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a
manger.
