Lynda's Blog

  What would it be like? To have been with the shepherds on that wonderful night When the angels came, as the sky filled with light. Just a normal night until they suddenly appeared. How would it feel, would we be scared? Would our hearts rejoice at the angel’s voice When he declared the Messiah was here? Would we fall on the ground at the glorious sound Of heavenly voices singing ‘Glory to God’? Would we find it odd ... they would come to such As us? Despised, second class, not worth the fuss? Would we with the shepherds run To the little town of Bethlehem? Would we too, have knelt with inexpressible joy Before that precious baby boy? The Word made flesh,  Residing in this humble crèche. What would it be like?   What would it be like? To have been with the wise men when they saw the bright star? Knowing the prophecies, knowing the sign Then seeing the star and travelling so far And for such a long time. Would excitement bui...

  I have often pondered on what it would have been like to have been present at the very first Christmas. What would it have been like to be with the shepherds when the angels appeared? Just a normal night looking after the sheep, maybe sitting around a fire having a meal. Then—WOW!!! Scary but amazing, especially that the angels came to us – the lowest, the despised. Then to be so overcome we just ran to the town to find him. Or maybe if I had been one of the wise men, seeing the star and remembering the prophecies. The excitement, the quick preparations for a journey not knowing how long it would take but determined to follow the star. Deciding on the gifts that would be … just right. Then actually finding him and being able to do nothing but fall down and worship. What would it have been like? As I think on this, I have written a spoken word on the subject which I will share next week. I hope that during this busy, crazy season, you will take a little time apart and also pon...

  So it begins! The blessed month of advent is upon us and so is the craziness. I try and focus on the meaning of Christmas in our house; I only have a nativity out currently and a tree to go up shortly, but I am not bothering much with decorations as we are going away for Christmas itself. However, I must admit I have been a Christmas crazy lady over the years. Decorations everywhere, lots of beautiful Thomas Kinkaid sculptures, one tall beautifully decorated tree and sometimes other smaller trees. Our children loved to have a decorated tree in their bedrooms when they were young. Over the years we have often had masses of family for morning tea or lunch, and other years we would visit another family member’s house. None of them decorated like I did. I loved it! Jesus deserves to have a party with all the trimmings. Unfortunately I find I no longer have the energy to decorate as much as I used to. However, every Christmas night when everyone had either departed or gone to bed, I...