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  • Writer's pictureJoni

Day Eleven: This Baby Boy

On this quiet Sunday morning

I crawled out of bed

made my way downstairs,

and plugged in the Christams Tree,

to shine light into the darkness.

And I now sit in the peace and calm of the early morning.


And tears fill my eyes...

it is the stillness that makes me cry.




All can be felt when one is still.

"Be Still and Know." (Psalm 46:10)

Be still and know what?

That God is God

And I am not.

Because of The Baby

I am able to sit in His stillness

And absorb all that He has for me…

And you can too…

Listen and Absorb…on this quiet Sunday morning.

Who is this Baby Boy?

“Endless hope, relentless joy started with a Baby Boy”

It all started with A Baby Boy.

Who is This Baby to you?

"See, the King is coming down And He's here without a crown The Baby Boy without a bed Giving life back to the dead And hear the angels shout it out As the people are coming down Unexpected majesty Alleluia, what a King"

What are your thoughts & prayers?

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