no, i didn't forget yesterday.
just wanted to combine two days together because for me, they have the same meaning.
Song: Angels We Have Heard on High and Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
I love these songs for many reasons, but especially the picture it plays in my mind of that night.
The night of this little precious baby boy being born and the heaven opening up and just filling the night sky with their voices radiating.
What an amazing sound that must of been.
It's kind of like watching the end of a Mighty Ducks movie and you know the ending, but while he skates with the puck down the ice in slow motion, you have this deep down-feel good-make you want to stand on your feet and clap type music playing and you can't help but smile. There's a twinge of "what if he doesn't make it?" going through your mind. But then you have the battle of over coming that with, "oh yeah, he's going to make it."
I feel like that's how it was for the angels.
To watch it all play out. To look at this precious sweet virgin birth baby boy and to rejoice with singing "Glory! To the new born King!" and knowing, he's going to make it and it's going to be awesome!
just wanted to combine two days together because for me, they have the same meaning.
Song: Angels We Have Heard on High and Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
I love these songs for many reasons, but especially the picture it plays in my mind of that night.
The night of this little precious baby boy being born and the heaven opening up and just filling the night sky with their voices radiating.
What an amazing sound that must of been.
It's kind of like watching the end of a Mighty Ducks movie and you know the ending, but while he skates with the puck down the ice in slow motion, you have this deep down-feel good-make you want to stand on your feet and clap type music playing and you can't help but smile. There's a twinge of "what if he doesn't make it?" going through your mind. But then you have the battle of over coming that with, "oh yeah, he's going to make it."
I feel like that's how it was for the angels.
To watch it all play out. To look at this precious sweet virgin birth baby boy and to rejoice with singing "Glory! To the new born King!" and knowing, he's going to make it and it's going to be awesome!
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