O’ Holy Night

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I recognize that Christmas is over and that today is a day usually spent remembering the past year and thinking about the year to come. But I wanted to take a moment to reflect once more on the meaning of Christmas.

On Christmas Eve, Exodus Cry posted this photo on Facebook, calling all of us to pause and sing a verse from O, Holy Night. I shared the photo, because it is also my prayer.

When Jesus came, humbly as a baby boy instead of a full grown king, it was purposeful. In His humble state, the poor, the broken, the outcasts from society were able to relate with Jesus. He was not aloof or distant, like a king or priest. He was personal, earthy, a man people could believe in because they knew Him. As prophesied, he was able to “proclaim good news to the poor; proclaim liberty to the captives and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed.”

It’s easy to get lost in the holidays. It can be a stressful time of family, shopping, fundraising, gift giving, and decorating. True tradition can sometimes disappear in the whirlwind, and the truth in old Christmas carols can simply become noise on the radio.

But for me, this year, I focused on a holy night–or series of holy nights–for the baby to come and make all oppression cease. My prayer for this next year is that all sexual oppression will cease.

So, while you are thinking of this past year, thinking of this next year, join me in praying for a holy 2015.

O’ Holy Night

O’ holy night!
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!

Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night, Oh night divine

Truly He taught us to love one another
His law is love and His gospel is peace
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother
And in His name all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name

Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,
His power and glory ever more proclaim!

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