“–Fear not for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:9-10

- The Manger Scene

Once again it is come around to the “most wonderful time of the year”.
I love it. It sure did come upon me fast this year. Things have been changing in my life lately so quickly. I have really been enjoying my ‘new’ life, though I do miss my forever friends in Fremont.

Here in Flint is such an exciting place I feel so privileged to be a part of this awesome ministry so very much used in my parent’s life and as a result also used in mine. God has such mighty ways of using and preparing His children and guiding them.

Lately I have been in the “Christmas Spirit”. Last Monday on the 25th we started decorating the Inn for Christmas! It was so neat. We turned on the CD “Good Christian Men Rejoice” from the Alert Men and started putting up lots of pretty white lights. I was to start decorating a certain tree about 20ft.high. It was beautiful. We had to have guys help with the top of the tree stringing the lights. The girls did the lights on the bottom. Then we decorated it with poinsettia’s, red ribbons and pretty bulbs of gold, silver, red and mulberry. Finally, we placed a big red bow at the very top.

Some girls in the kitchen brought out some eggnog and cookies for a snack J We had lots of fun. You should see the lobby now. It looks beautiful. With all the lights and decorations.

Mom also decorated the gift shop and put up the front window display it looks so pretty. It is a nativity tea set. The teacups are wise men the cookie jar is the manger scene and the teapot is a shepherd.

I love the Manger Scene. To think of the wonderful thing that happened on that night. God was making a way, building the bridge over the gap that separated us from Himself. To think that He would care that much when He had no reason to is simply amazing to me. So in that beautiful manger bed that cows had just earlier eaten from was love, grace, forgiveness and hope for a whole world of dying people. That is what I call perfect love.

Last year I heard a song on the radio while I was driving. I think the song was called “One Tiny Baby”. The message was about sweet Baby Jesus and His precious little hands. Have you ever looked at the hands of a baby? How sweet they are. The finger nails so tiny. Imagine one day mean and hateful soldiers running nails through them. Imagine that sweet head of the Holy Baby Jesus. A baby’s head smells so sweet and innocent, it feels so soft. One day they would crush thorns on that head till blood ran down in His eyes. That infant face with small brown eyes- one day cruel men would spit on it in hateful disrespect.
When I heard that song, tears clouded my vision and I couldn’t see to drive.

If you hear that ‘One Tiny Baby’ song I hope you listen closely to the words.
When He came it wasn’t for Himself. He came to be the Sacrifice we all desperately needed. He came to be an example of how to live. He came, so He could die.

-Holly Allene Pierpont

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