It’s Christmas Eve !


I made it! It’s here! I have a day to my own to cook and prepare for any guests that might drop in! I have my thoughts prepared for the menu and for those things I must cook, those platters and plates I must set out, those gifts I need to wrap or bag, and those clothes I intend to wear for Candlelight Service and for Christmas Day itself. 

I have prepared my body with a nice long winter walk yesterday under blue skies, alongside a creek-sized river, and beside trees bared by time, temperature, and brisk fall breezes. Your Magnificent Handiwork, Dear Lord, is refreshing and calming!

Our daily conversations have allowed me to sort out my very real anxieties about the Christmas Season with all it’s potential power to drag me into dark sadness. I thank You, Dear Lord, for shining Your brilliant light of Love on me! I thank You, Dear Father, for taking my hand and revealing the real Christmas Story! I thank You, Dear Lord, for assuring me that Mama, Daddy, Mother, and Anne are experiencing Christmas in Heaven daily! 


The Magnificat follows in two versions. I put myself into this song of praise-not for one time assuming the character of Mary the Mother of Jesus-but I sing from my heart humble sentiments of thanksgiving for what You, Dear Lord, have done for me! It’s Here … It’s ALL here in these words!

Luke 1:46-55

King James Version

And Mary said, My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For he hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden: for, behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed. For he that is mighty hath done to me great things; and holy is his name. And his mercy is on them that fear him from generation to generation. He hath shewed strength with his arm; he hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. He hath put down the mighty from their seats, and exalted them of low degree. He hath filled the hungry with good things; and the rich he hath sent empty away. He hath helped his servant Israel, in remembrance of his mercy; As he spake to our fathers, to Abraham, and to his seed for ever.


The Message

And Mary said,

I’m bursting with God-news;
    I’m dancing the song of my Savior God.
God took one good look at me, and look what happened—
    I’m the most fortunate woman on earth!
What God has done for me will never be forgotten,
    the God whose very name is holy, set apart from all others.
His mercy flows in wave after wave
    on those who are in awe before Him.
He bared his arm and showed his strength,
    scattered the bluffing braggarts.
He knocked tyrants off their high horses,
    pulled victims out of the mud.
The starving poor sat down to a banquet;
    the callous rich were left out in the cold.
He embraced His chosen child, Israel;
    He remembered and piled on the mercies, piled them high.
It’s exactly what He promised,
    beginning with Abraham and right up to now.

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