Heather Jephcott writes

The Gift of Christmas

Open up my eyes, dear Lord

and the eyes of those around me,

to see, to truly see

the beauty of the gift

that cannot be surpassed.

Open up my heart, dear Lord

and the hearts of those around me

to feel, to truly feel

the joy of the gift

that has no equal in wonder.

Open up my mind, dear Lord

and the minds of those around me

to understand, truly comprehend

the value of the gift

that cannot be bought.

Open up my spirit, dear Lord

and the spirits of those around me

to receive, then to share

the life of the gift

that cannot be extinguished.

Christmas 2015

A new epoch dawned

dividing history

into before and after.

Grace entered in a new way,

the light of the world,

the creator of the Universe,

to become the one and only Saviour.

The one who had always existed

came into the world he had made

as a human,

born a baby.

The wonder of the event

woke heaven's choirs

a host of angels singing, praising,

but most people were sleeping.

His lowly birth was revealed

to just a few

but these moved as fast as they could

to see this one,

the very special miracle baby.

There has been no other birth

in any way resembling this one.

This is not a made up story

but history, His Story.