Yesterday’s Christmas Eve’s sunset pic was sent with a subtle double entendre one brother noticed. The steeple on the little country church has no cross atop it, but in glowing sunset background you’ll see God provided one.
So often in the chaotic pace of today’s world the subtle traces of God’s majesty goes unnoticed, but He notices every subtle nuance of our lives.
“But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.” – Matthew 10:30
This afternoon’s Christmas Eve church service and sermon left us blessed. The radiant sunset brushed across the heavens behind the little country church steeple on the way home left us in awe . . . God’s spectacular silent sermon of Christmas splendor.
All the best to you and yours for all His best this Christmas – Merry Christmas!
From our Smoky Mountain home up on the mountain – down in the ‘holler – by the ‘crick’ . . . to wherever you and yours may be this Christmas . . . we wish you the Gift of the One who left Heaven for earth 2,000 years ago to bring “Peace on earth, good will to men” to everyone who chooses to accept the only eternal promise of hope and joy this world has.