...my True Love gave to me: three french hens?
Faith. Cluck.
Hope. Cluck.
Love. Cluck.
This was our memory verse last week: And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13:13)
There's another option with three gifts in the mix: gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
Today the ornament was the True Vine, and the girls read the verse and devotion during worship with our church today. They even remembered the scripture tonight. Wow.
Oh - and after lunch we read my favorite chapter of The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, where we learn about the identity and something of the nature of Aslan. Safe? No, but he's good.
Remind you of anyone?
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
On the Second Day of Christmas...
...my True Love gave to me: two turtledoves. Some say those doves are directly representative of the doves that Joseph and Mary offered at the Temple after Jesus' birth. Some say they represent the Old and New Testaments. Perhaps it is both. Law and grace are both evident in the life of Christ at every turn. He came to fulfill the Law, so how fitting that this smallest of sacrifices was made so soon after his coming.
Tonight we also hung the Door ornament on the tree, remembering that Jesus is the Gate (or Door) for the sheep (see John 10).
I missed the chance to read Narnia because of a rehearsal, but my youngest daughter didn't want to read it without me because it's my favorite chapter: What Happened After Dinner
So tomorrow I have much to look forward to!
Tonight we also hung the Door ornament on the tree, remembering that Jesus is the Gate (or Door) for the sheep (see John 10).
I missed the chance to read Narnia because of a rehearsal, but my youngest daughter didn't want to read it without me because it's my favorite chapter: What Happened After Dinner
So tomorrow I have much to look forward to!
Friday, December 26, 2008
'Twas the 1st Day of Christmas...
...and we hung the Immanuel ornament on the tree.
...and we remembered that a partridge shelters its young under its wings, just as God shelters us under his.
...and we listened as Linus shared the true meaning of Christmas with Charlie Brown.
...and we read that Mr. Beaver heard that Aslan is on the the move.
I love these twelve days, for although every day is Christmas (is Easter, is Pentecost, etc.), these days we celebrate the incarnation: the virgin birth (virgin conception, no less), the skies above humble shepherds filled with herald angels, the obedience of noble Joseph and blessed Mary, the humility of the Word made flesh who made his dwelling among us.
...and we remembered that a partridge shelters its young under its wings, just as God shelters us under his.
...and we listened as Linus shared the true meaning of Christmas with Charlie Brown.
...and we read that Mr. Beaver heard that Aslan is on the the move.
I love these twelve days, for although every day is Christmas (is Easter, is Pentecost, etc.), these days we celebrate the incarnation: the virgin birth (virgin conception, no less), the skies above humble shepherds filled with herald angels, the obedience of noble Joseph and blessed Mary, the humility of the Word made flesh who made his dwelling among us.
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