Come and Worship

Thursday, December 25, 2008

My heart and mind have meditated on many thoughts this Christmas Season. I love everything about the "Christmas Season"...the food, the presents, the weather, the colors, the greenery...the music. Music connects me to the Father and can always shift my focus. Two songs this season have kept my heart humbled and my eyes lifted to the heavenlies. Today let us kneel and bow in worship to our King.

Angels from the realms of glory
Wing your flight o'er the earth.
Ye who sang creations story
Now proclaim Messiah's birth.

Come and worship, come and worship, come and worship,
Worship Christ the newborn King.

Shepherds in the fields abiding
Watching o'er your flocks by night.
God with man is now residing
Under shines the infant light

Saints before the altar, bending,
Watching, longing, hope and fear.
Suddenly the Lord descending
in His temple shall appear.

One thing I have meditated on this Christmas season is the simple life that Jesus lived. He didn't come as a "royal" Child born to a King, He came to the humble family of a carpenter. He could have enjoyed all the earthly riches available and yet during His time on earth He lived a very simple life. We know there was intentionality in this because it reflects the fact that earthly treasures, no matter how wonderful are temporary, but heavenly treasures, the souls of men, are eternal. Jesus knew that there was nothing on this earth that could satisfy Him more than His relationship with the Father and that His time needed to be spent on eternal treasure not indulging in earthly temporary treasure. My heart has been stirred to discern where I need to simplify my life so that I can be more about the eternal and less indulgent in the temporary.

They never knew a dark night
always had the Son's light
on their face
Perfect in glory
Broken by the story
of untold grace...
come that day

Majesty had come down
Glory had succumed now
to flesh and bone
In the arms of a manger
In the hands of strangers
that could not know
Just who they hold

And the angels filled the sky
All of heaven wondered why
Why their King would choose to be
Be a baby born to die

And all fell silent
For the cry of an infant,
the voice of God
Was dividing history
For those with eyes to see,
the Son would shine
From earth that night

To break the chains
Of guilt and sin
To find us here
To pull us in
So we can join in Heaven's song
And with one voice around the throne

All the Angels filled the sky
And I can't help but wonder why
Why the King would choose to be
Be a baby born for me
Be a baby born to die