Thursday 25 December 2014

Twinkling like the violent shaking of a light, a star mellows above. Cries, cries from a child. Whirs, whirs from a summer wind. The dark of night cloaks the land in shadow. The city sits in silence. Glory and great majesty is the sign that the sovereign Lord has come. Joy to the world, though the world is still unknowing of the significance of just a humble baby's birth. Conceived by a miracle into a virgin, born in a stable muddied by animals. A great divide has begun to bridge by the salvation brought by God Himself, as a man. A man who is the saviour, and a brother to all mankind.

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