By eternal design, the lowly shepherds became the first to pay homage to their Messiah, the infant king lying in a manger, wrapped in swaddling clothes.
Author: Merle Mullet
A farmer knows, the seeds we sow are the seeds we harvest. Except by God's grace, life works that way most of the time. I am deeply indebted to my creator, the one and only true God who gives life to all things by his grace, through his son Jesus Christ. I am grateful for the lessons I've learned from my farming heritage and the privilege of partnering in the cycle of life each new growing season.
Joseph placed fresh hay in the manger. It’s sweet aroma, mingled with the pungent odors of the stable, created a rich earthy incense that filled the air.
The infant king: Having nursed, was sleeping; blissfully unaware of the stir his arrival had created.
The menacing eyes, peering from the shadow of the polished steel helmet and crimson crest, fell to the bundle in Mary’s arms.
Pausing for a moment, he continued; “Yea, a sword shall pierce through thy own soul also…”
Despite the quiet of the evening, sleep remained elusive for Joseph. A nagging fear crept into his tangled dreams….
They would not be on the road to Nazareth when the sun appeared over the Eastern horizon.
“In Rahmah was there a voice heard, lamentation, and weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted, because they are not.”
His name was to be “Jesus”…for He would save His people from their sins!
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