The still quietness of Christmas morn. A burning log crackles in fireplace. Coffee brewing. That deafening silence of heavy snow fall. Everything is peaceful. The warm twinkling lights on the tree in the corner, and the loyal dog laying in her bed dreaming of chasing squirrels. Everything is quite. Ready the storm and the noise.
But not as you think. Over two thousand years ago, was a D-Day advance on the beachhead the enemy never saw coming. A baby came into this world and the enemy has forever been in retreat. A new child cries for His mother and the unseen dark forces cower in fear and burn in the Light that has just entered the world.
Lord, thank You for this wondrous gift.
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