Let the story be told!

Years ago I wrote a Christmas song while I was still in college.  I have struggled to remember all the words, as the text has long since gone missing and time has taken over my memory.  I do remember the chorus went something like this, "It's another Christmas, but this one is all new.  We are all together, a family of love, that's true.  A stocking filled with best wishes, is what I give to you.  The hopes of this Christmas, will come shining through."

I know that with most things written, they sometimes get lost, or changed.  Sometimes adapted, or simply  their meaning seems to have lost something with the next generation.  

When I read of the birth of Jesus, I can still hear the voices of some of the very first people who read to me the scriptures.  Over time many of these voices have been silenced, as they are no longer with us, but in my mind, they are still present.

Like the melody of the chorus from the song I wrote years ago, the Christmas story lives like a song in my heart.  Angels announcing the birth, while shepherds tend their sheep.  A star rises high in the sky, and inn keepers have no room.  Stable walls echoe the cry of a woman giving birth, and unto the world, a child takes his first breath.  God becomes fully present among the creation as part of the creation.  Seeing the world as we do for the very first time.

As time has marched on, and I find myself now being the bearer of this story, I recognize that the voice that will retell of this birth is mine.  But not just mine, it will be told and heard by millions around the world.  A new generation will hear it for the first time, and an old one, for the last.  The reminder to us that a Savior is born, and he is Jesus Christ, the Lord!

May the story be made new in our minds, as our voices retell the events of this day.  When Jesus was born in the city of Bethlehem to a Hebrew woman named Mary, loved by Joseph, who came so that we all might know life more abundantly.  Let the story be told!  Let the world listen and rejoice!

Stay in God's grip!

​G. Todd Williams (c) 2019