Praise God for Christmas.Praise Him for the Incarnationfor Word made flesh.I will not singof shepherds watching flockson frosty night or angel choristers.I will not sing of stable bare in Bethlehem or lowing oxenwise mentrailing distant starwith gold and frankincense and myrrh.Tonight I will singpraise to the Fatherwho stood on heaven's thresholdand said farewell to His Sonas He stepped across the starsto Bethlehemand Jerusalem.And I will sing praise to the infinite eternal Sonwho became most finite a Babywho would one day be executedfor my crimes.Praise Him in the heavens.Praise Him in the stable.Praise Him in my heart.
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