A Starry Night

Painting by Diane Johnson

Shepherds rested among their flocks.

Under the heavenly canopy of twinkling stars, 

From days of toiling, grinding in the fields,

They lay to rest, break bread

Before starting again at dawn  

Unaware that this ordinary night, prophecy would come to pass

The fields and pastures where they lay 

Would be Illuminated by a glorious star fast approaching 

Shining brighter, causing the other stars to appear dim

Standing to their feet in wonderment 

Gazing upon the star accompanied by angels singing 

Joyous greetings from the Most High

Gathering their things, making haste

Their hearts swelled with joy and gladness

As they journey through the night,

Trekking through narrow passageways, cliffs, and rocks

Their faith and hope in the fulfillment of the scriptures deepened along the way

The brilliance of the Star shone upon the manger, where their future King, Savior, lay.

O’ what a glorious sight, Angel's singing, 

Proclaiming great tidings on this wondrous starry night 

The shepherds, in awe, kneeling before Immanuel

The Promise One, whom the ancient prophets of old spoke, would come

Jesus Christ, the Son of the Living God, who died for the sins of this world

Emanuel, King of kings and Lord of lords. 

As the Christmas bells chime, brightly colored lights trim our trees and twinkle in the night. 

Remember, the manger is no longer where Jesus Christ, our Savior, lies, 

But Immanuel is seated in all victory at the right hand of God 

Soon to return!  Rejoice! Rejoice in the Hope of Glory! 

Gaze toward the heavens in great anticipation of His Glorious return!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

By Diane Johnson