Did the stars open their eyes widely?
Did the trees tremble with excitement?
Did the clouds crowd in
to get a glimpse of the newborn Savior?
Did the rocks cry out?
Did the grasses whisper and wave?
Did the streams and falls and rivers
sing in harmony at the sound of the baby’s cry?
All of creation echoes the psalmist
“Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel
who alone does wondrous things.
blessed be his glorious name forever;
may the whole earth be filled with his glory!”
We turn our eyes upon the latest gadgets
We tremble at the newest hit song
We crowd in to get a glimpse of pre-Chrismtas deals.
We cry out, in anger, that a clerk failed to wish us a “Merry Christmas”
We murmur and grumble about unfair treatment
We sing not worship, but discord.
we lose sight
of the One who sets all things right
open your eyes widely
tremble with excitement
crowd around the manger
cry out with joy
sing a lullaby to the One who makes all things well.