Proclaim HIM

I imagined the crisp night air of Bethlehem, over the hills surrounding the city.  I imagined the night sky full of wispy, spirit-like– cloud like even– angels.  Ethereal.  Opalescent.  Glowing.

I imagined the sound coming from them. Celebrating.  Calling.  Leading.  Soft to some ears, clamoring for attention loud to others.

Some listened.  Some noticed and stared, not looking away.  Others did not.

But those who followed were allowed the chance of a lifetime.

I pray that you are one who always sees and hears the angels.  That you are blessed by the birth of Christ.

Merry Christmas!

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