Thou Who Wast Rich Beyond All Splendour

I'm always overwhelmed at Christmas by the love and generosity of friends and family.  This year is a little unique for my family, as some changes may be coming in the next month or two.

As our families were assembled for a Christmas Eve and birthday party brunch, I prayed a grateful blessing that included the little one we're missing, the little one who may be soon leaving, and on all the beloved individuals (big and little) we call family.  Our time together may be limited, but the love is not.

I am not my child's greatest caretaker.  I am not always with them, but Jesus is.  Christmas is the best reminder of how intimate and personal our Savior is.  

In church this morning, we sang Thou Who Wast Rich Beyond All Splendour

Thou who wast rich beyond all splendour,
All for love's sake becamest poor;
Thrones for a manger didst surrender,
Sapphire-paved courts for stable floor.
Thou who wast rich beyond all splendour,
All for love's sake becomes poor.

Thou who art God beyond all praising,
All for love's sake becamest man;
Stooping so low, but sinners raising
Heavenwards by thine eternal plan.
Thou who art God beyond all praising,
All for love's sake becamest man.

Thou who art love beyond all telling,
Saviour and King, we worship thee.
Emmanuel, within us dwelling,
Make us what thou wouldst have us be.
Thou who art love beyond all telling,
Saviour and King, we worship thee.

Love beyond all telling.  That's Christmas.  We may read the story over and over, but it's beyond telling.  Thrones for a manger, sapphire-paved courts for a stable floor.

Thank you, Jesus.