One Tiny Lifeby Sally Jadlow One tiny life, so quiet and still,Resting in that stable on a hill. A mere handful knew of His birth;The night God Himself, came to earth. Only Mary suspected or had a clue,That He came to die for me and you. Father knew He’d arise the third day,For sinners, making a way. Give Him a place of rest in your heart;He will live in you and never depart. Believers will live forever with Him in…
Christmas A baby’s cry pierced the darknessseparating time from a B.C. erato an A.D. one. God’s 400-year silence broken between Old and New Testamentsby the Word delivered in flesh and blood.A voice no longer filtered through a prophet. God’s Son came to earthto declare His rescue from sin and deathto weary waiters who heard of Messiah,but now beheld Him with their own eyes. We, once again, wait for His second coming.Come, Lord Jesus. My books are available here