White. Clean. Fresh. As the snow makes all things beautiful, Lord, we are reminded how You have made all things beautiful for us. You forgave us. You covered us. You made us fresh and new and innocent again, like a brand new baby. Unmerited grace!
And so we start this advent season with hearts overflowing with love for our Savior and Lord. How can we not be full of joy? Lord forgive us for letting the thief steal our joy. For clouding our minds with so many things when only one thing is important.
Help us to crawl up on Your lap, and just quietly let You love us--every day through this season. Starting right now....
Praise God from whom all blessings flow
The millions of crystal snowflakes, the hugs of children and happy giggles of families, the voices raised in chapels, the number-less good deeds and gifts offered in Your name
Praise Him all creatures here below
The bunnies in their burrows, the deer moving quietly through the woods, the mighty whale arching over the water, the tiny chickadee flitting about the branches,
and the tiny baby's sigh, the soldier turning his face to the heavens, the mother rocking away the child's fears...Praise Him...
Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts
The sky full of heavenly hosts praising God and saying "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth, peace and goodwill to men."
Oh Father! How awesome and terrifying and wonderous to imagine a sky full of angels, Your glorious throne in the heavens, Your Son coming as a tiny baby.
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Lord we praise You now, and we need You now, more than ever. Use us when we go shopping. Use us when we attend the parties. Use us when we greet our neighbors. Lord, so many lost sheep need You so desperately. May we be guided by Your Spirit to reach them.
Lord, give hope to the hopeless through us. We pray for the returning soldier who feels like a stranger in his family. We pray for the young private who is away from home and scared. We pray for the hardened warrior who is full of pride.
Father God, may this be the season that many on Fort Drum would find You.
We love You Lord,
Amen
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