A Life Changed...

One of my favorite things is to hear is how a brother or sister in Christ has come to the point in which I've met them. I love to hear their honesty and how God has made them whole. I have a co-worker, Ray, who is a fellow believer. Ray is on of those guys that everyone loves to be around - he cracks jokes, he laughs easily, he's easy to talk to, he is a manly man and he is genuine. Ray is a tall guy like 6'2"ish and was probably 250ish pounds, and is very athletic. In recent months (since September) Ray and I have MANY deep conversations on a fairly regular basis about our religious beliefs, and we have become Prayer Warriors for one another. The day before Thanksgiving Ray had surgery on his rotater cuff, and I have become his at work therapist - helping him for 10-15 min each day with various stretches. Ray has been saved for 8 years, and I love his passion and desire to serve God and to give ALL the glory to God. Ray also has questions...not that I have the answers, but in spiritual years I am older than Ray - so often he asks me questions. Sometimes I have the answer and sometimes Ray's questions send me searching the Word of God. Sometimes Ray's questions make me stop and think, and actually check myself and what I believe. Around Christmas time He gave me the book "The Shack", which I've only read a little of, and I'm eagerly looking forward to finishing (especially since PB just shared his thoughts on it!). But when he handed it to me, he said "Buddy, read this and let me know what you think." As you can see Ray and I have developed a bond with each other, one of those unique bonds of two very unlikely people crossing paths and becoming friends.

Recently, over lunch, Ray shared his testimony with him and was very honest in what he went through before he realized his need of a Savior. On the way back to the office he shared with me a CD that he created about his journey. It has a series of Christian songs and then the conclusion of the CD is a recording of the day He and his wife, Geralyn, were baptized. It was so neat to hear the musical "journal" he had created. He and his wife listen to it often to remind them of where they were and where they are today. As the conclusion of the CD was approaching, I looked over at Ray - and I saw tears were rolling down his face. Happy tears, tears of a changed man. Ray has a desire and a passion to bring people to Christ - and that excites me. He then asked me to tell him my testimony...and I told him how I came to the saving knowledge.

So I thought maybe today I would share my testimony with my blog followers and friends. This testimony is not the same testimony I shared with Ray - I shared only my salvation testimony. One day I may share this part with Ray, but I'm not comfortable yet - not as comfortable as he was to share. However, with you, I want to share a little about my salvation, but more about a time that I've never shared with anyone, outside of my family. I realize that in order for you to know me before and after our paths have crossed, I need to be honest- because it is a part of me that needs to be known, and I feel I'm ready to share. I pray that by sharing this you do not judge or have pity...only praise and encouragement that God was able to reach down and pull me up again.

I was raised in a very Christ-centered home. My parents made church attendance a priority, and nothing less than barfing or a fever would keep us from being there. When I was 4 years old I heard a story in Sunday School...I have no idea what the story was, but at some point the teacher talked about giving your heart to Jesus. The lesson was over, and it was time for the coloring sheet (or coloring ditto - for my old school followers!). As I was coloring Dottie Miller asked me if I'd ever given my heart to Jesus. I told her, "No, but I would think about it". That whole next week I thought about what Dottie shared with me. I knew I was a good little girl, and I figured that would get me to Heaven. Then on May 21, 1981 (my 5th physical birthday), I climbed into my bed and before I went to sleep, I realized I needed salvation - and I gave my heart to Jesus. During the next seven years I would continue to grow, but never "proved" my faith through Believers Baptism. Each service my Dad, would lean down and say "Muggs are you ready?" Each service I would say, "No, not today/tonight." I was afraid to walk the aisle (even though we only sat 7 rows from the front...same seat still to this day). Then on a cold, snowy February night our church was having a special service. Since we lived some what close to the church, bad weather rarely kept us from attending. The Johnson Family was there ministering in music and Larry (the father) then gave a mini-sermon. At the close of the sermon, he gave the usual alter call. That evening our family was sitting in the very last row of the church, and I was sitting dead smack in the middle of the pew. I don't remember the sermon or the closing hymn. I just remember my dad looking at me and saying, "You are ready Muggs, let's do this." There was no choice, it was happening - I knew it was what needed to be done. I squeezed past Jenni, Kari, Steve and my Mom. Hand in hand my Dad and I walked the entire length of that aisle, and I told my Pastor that I was ready to be baptized. As the years went on I became very grounded in God's Word via AWANA, Youth, Sunday School, VBS and the other various ministries and people of IBC. I went to public schooling my entire life, and I knew that my life was different than most of my friends. I was the only one in my school circle that still had both parents married and involved in my life - something I'll always be grateful for! I knew this world was dark and lost; however, I continued to live a somewhat sheltered life (again, something I'll always be grateful for). I had a burden for people, but I guess I just didn't think that God could use me to reach them. After I graduated from High School, I went to Wilmington College in Wilmington, OH. It's about 1 hr. south of Cbus. This was my first experience away from home and really seeing the world for what it is. My roommate was unsaved, and lived a life that I didn't approve of or want to be a part of. After returning back to school early one Monday morning, I found my roommate and her boyfriend asleep in bed together and her boyfriend's friend in my bed. Obviously, I didn't want my parents to find out about this - so I told them they couldn't come in the room. Later that night I called and explained what I found when I walked into my room. This enraged my parents. My dad demanded that I be put in another dorm room. All the female dorm rooms were full, and the only option was the top floor of a dorm building they didn't use, and I would be the only person living in this four floored building. I wasn't happy about it, but what was I going to do. I moved into the room and as my Mom and brother left, I felt alone...I was alone. It was just me and the brick walls - I didn't even have a TV to watch, to keep me in touch with the outside world. This was the darkest, most worse period in my life. God had taken me away from my family and friends, and now he had pulled me away from the entire world. Looking back I think He was trying to pull me closer to Him, but I instead turned away from Him. I became angry and I soon became VERY depressed. I stopped attending classes on a regular basis and I was eagerly looking forward to coming home and staying home at the end of that semester. I spent many nights crying myself to sleep for those two months. I began to hate myself and everything about me...I thought there must be something really wrong with me, God must be very ashamed of me to pull me away and hide me from the world. Satan had his grips on TIGHT. When I came home at Christmas, my family knew something wasn't right and I acted as if all was well, but inside I was miserable. I couldn't even look in the mirror without telling myself how worthless and ugly I was, and I 100% believed it. There were even days that I wished I was dead. For MANY months, I made my family's life a living nightmare - I was not a fun person to have around. I was grumpy, bitter and had a down right foul attitude. Looking back I feel horrible for all that I put them through. They didn't know what would set me off, the littlest thing could enrage me. This wasn't the person I was before, I knew something wasn't right and I hated that I was experiencing this. I did a good job of hiding this at church, although even there I felt alone. All of my friends were either away at school or still in the Youth group - that made me feel like even more of a failure and an embarrassment. For months my mom would plead with me to talk to someone, to talk to PB. I refused. I didn't want anyone to know that I wasn't perfect. I wanted everyone to look at me and think that everything was just hunky dory. Then on Christmas Day 1995, something happened (I don't even remember what it was) and I got very angry - and I told my parents that I wanted to die. This obviously upset and concerned them, I had never told them that before - I mean really who wants to hear that from their child. My dad said I could no longer be alone at the house and he demanded that I speak with someone. I had no choice, it was a done deal - but I knew it was what needed to happen and I was ready. My mom was able to get me into a counselor through the EAP program at her job. I was sent a series of papers to fill out and questionnaires to complete. Then twice a week for several months I would go and meet with a counselor. Soon into the meetings she diagnosed me as having clinical depression, and I told her I wasn't going to take any meds. She agreed and didn't feel I needed meds, but I did need to deal with many issues...low self esteem, loneliness, self acceptance, anger, etc. After months of counseling and God breaking me down and revealing Himself to me, I realized how blind I was...how tight Satan had grab hold of my life. I realized that I was fearfully and wonderfully made, that I was made in the image of God, and that I needed to find my everything in God. Soon the counselor didn't feel she needed to see me any more and saw that I was making great improvements. Life began to get better - I was working full time and taking classes at Columbus State - I was doing all of that during counseling, but things were better...I wanted to be at both of those places. I was getting involved in various ministries, and God was working in my life. It's been a long process, I must admit that there are still days even 14 years later that I struggle with the person that I am on the outside - I still look in the mirror and think that I'm ugly, unlovable. and an embarrassment. Some days I still feel worthless and unimportant. There are times, when I feel that my family still sees the person that I was then. But then I have to remember that Satan knows my weakness is my self-esteem, and that is where he is going to try to trip me up. I'll never again be the person that I was before I went through that time - I'll always know that I had this low point in my life...however, I can praise the Lord that he brought me through and that He isn't done with me yet!!! All I can do is strive to live my life to the fullest...serving God, loving my family & friends, and hopefully pointing others to the one who changed my life completely.

Thank God For Kids...

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Children…bring so much energy, joy and love to my life. I love serving in the various children’s ministries at IBC - in the Nursery I get to hold and love the little babies, in SS and youth groups I get to teach, encourage and build into their lives biblical teachings. I love working with and getting to know the kids at IBC!! But most of my readers know that I have six wonderful children in my life that I absolutely adore – Ashley (who is actually an adult now), Hayden, Emily, Sophia, Elijah and Ayana. Since IBC will observe Sanctity of Human Life Sunday tomorrow, I wanted to honor the lives of my nieces and nephews. God has made each of them special and different from the others, yet after His own image. I could create a long list of how each one is unique, has their own personality and special memories I have of them. But I’ll just sum it all up with…each of them has made me look at life and live life differently. For 19 year, I’ve been Aunt Meggie, and in those 19 years I have found that nothing in this world can bring as much joy to my life as those six beautiful, precious pieces of Heaven here on Earth. Children are a blessing and a gift - straight from God.

Thank you God, for the gift of these six lives!!!

Forecast looks stormy...

Storms...I love storms. I love to sit outside and watch the storm clouds rolling in. As the storm is occurring I love to watch and listen as the lightening flashes across the sky and the loud thunder cracks. I love to look out and see the rainbow, at the end of a storm. Of course not every storm has them. But the promise of the rainbow is a wonderful reminder of God's power and that He is in control.

As I begin to look into next week, I can see storm clouds rolling in. In my own life, the lives of loved friends and family members. And honestly, these aren't the storms I enjoy. But God allows storms to come into our lives to purify us, to make us learn to lean and so that in the end we can see the rainbow...of how again God brought us through and that He is still in control. All while (hopefully) praising His name. When "life storms" come along, I like to remember what my 8th grade science teacher shared with me. My grandfather was dying of cancer and schools wasn't really where I wanted to be. Mrs. Jansen looked at me and said, " Megan - This is just the beginning of the storms that will come into your life. As storms come reflect on the words in the Bible when the storms out at sea would come. At the end of the storm the Bible says..."and it came to pass". The storms passed, they never came to stay forever. The will be true of the storms in your life." Ever since then I try to remember the promise that my storm, my family's storm, my friend's storm...it is coming to pass and it won't stay. It may stay until God calls me home - but it won't be a forever storm.


Forecast of known storms for the week...will you join me in praying this week, as these storms and other storms occur?


Please pray for me this week. I've was told (by one of my bosses) that work is going to be rough next week - as more announcements, including consolidation, will be made. I don't know the exact impact on my job, but I've been told that I'll have to deal with lot of questions - from myself and others. Pray that my attitude would not be negative, but one that is understanding. As some know the last half of 2008 was not easy - it brought a relocation and reduction of over 50% of our office, and left lots of questions about the future of the remaining staff. Next week's news will once again rattle our office.



Please pray for my friend and her family. I don't have all the details...but I know they will walk the road of pathology tests, test results and plans for future treatment. They too will have lots of questions that need answers. Pray as an out of town family member comes home - that flights and money would not hinder his arrival.


Please pray for my ex-brother-in-law. He found out last week that this Friday (1/23) will be his last day of work. His company (like other companies) is reducing their staff by 50%. He carries the insurance for my nieces and nephew, and so this detail (on top of everything else) needs to be worked out. But more important pray for him spiritually. In the last two years, everything he has known as normal has been removed - he has gone through a divorce, has gone from seeing his children daily to seeing them only certain days of the week, has had to move from the home his children knew as home, and now has lost his job. He was (and may still be) so far from God. Sometimes, God has to remove everything to bring us back to himself...that is my prayer for him.

God, above all that is going on in the lives of your children...I pray that we will be able to praise you in our storms. Help us to lean on you and not on our own understanding. Help us to reflect you in our lives as others around are watching how we handle the storm. Nothing comes into our lives without first passing through your hands. Help us Lord, to remember this promise.

Walking Alone...

Recently, I've felt like I was walking alone in this life...I've felt like life was passing me by, and I was all alone with no one to share my journey. The every day stuff, the highs the lows, the funny stuff on TV, etc.

I especially felt this "aloneness" last weekend. Two of my dearest and closest friends shared WONDERFUL, EXCITING news!! Oh, I was so happy for them - that I wanted to climb to the highest mountain and scream the good news...I wanted share it with someone. As I sat at a table bubbling over with joy and excitement, I watched my friends pull out their cell phone to send a text message or call their special someone and sharing the breaking news. I sat there wondering who could I text, who could I call, I want to share...and yet I had no one. I continued to sit there smiling on the outside, but beyond heartbroken on the inside. PLEASE DON'T get me wrong - I wasn't having a "woe is me party", nor was I jealous of their exciting news. I was just wanted someone to share the news with - this time and the next time...good or bad. Just someone to share the moments of life that are happening.


As I left my friends that evening, I was so happy - rejoicing in the blessing that God has given to my friends and the wonderful evening I had just experienced. Yet, so broken inside...I must be honest, the ride home was long and I continued to think about the current situation. I cried myself to sleep that night because I was alone with no one at home wanting to hear the wonderful evening I had just experienced or no one to call to share my news.


Please know that I love and cherish the relationships that I do have. But those who are truly single (meaning those who don't have that special someone - whether married or not) may understand where I'm coming from here. I have several WONDERFULLY amazing friends. Girlfriends who are like my sisters, Sisters who are my best girlfriends. Guy friends who I love like my brother, and a brother who is one of my greatest loves. Yet each of them have that one person they call they consider their "significant other", and I don't. It hurts and I don't understand why I'm missing out.

As the week has gone on, I've begun to look for some books or a Bible Study that might help in healing and dealing with this open wound. As I've mentioned before music has a way of ministering to me. I often pull up YouTube and search songs about any random theme or genre. Tonight as I was randomly searching, I came across the video below. I've heard the song and sung it (to myself) several times in my car. Tonight, the words pierced my heart and mind (again). Reminding (again), I must claim the truth in the words of this song. And while He isn't the tangible person, that I'm praying and waiting to come along, that I can call on the phone or reach out to hold..He is here with me, never leaving me, and always waiting for me to share with Him my heart, dreams and life. I must remember that with Jesus by my side...I will never walk alone!

Something to Ponder...

"“Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look at what they can do when they stick together.” Vista M. Kelly

A look back at 2008

During this time of the year I love to watch “looking back over the year” shows. So I thought I’d take a minute to look back over the year that is quickly coming to a close, and reflect on the events of 2008 - highlights and not-so-highlights. As you read you will see that the Thornton/Knisley Family celebrated several milestone birthdays and passages of life!!

January:
OSU returned to the BCS National Championship game…but again, a Championship title did not return to Cbus with them. The Thornton/Knisley family still love their Buckeyes and bleed scarlet and gray...O-H-I-O!!!

February:
I “won” the title of “Most Unique Name” at the Direct Energy Superbowl Chili Cook-off…"Pepperoni Pizza Chili”.

IBC suddenly lost one of its best behind the scenes servant’s - Betty Erwin.

Jenni, Kari, the Knisley children and I spent the weekend at Deer Creek - assisting with the Children's Hospital Heme Retreat. However a kidney infection left me in bed most of Saturday.

March:
The “blizzard” of 2008 began on Friday, March 7, dumping 20.4 inches of snow, leaving C-bus paralyzed for the entire weekend...including leaving IBC’s doors closed for Sunday worship.

April:
I boarded a plane and took my first out of state business trip…Houston, TX.

IBC kicked off it’s year long 75th Anniversary Celebration with a dinner and program. Karen, Polly and I coordinated!!!

Steve, Hayden and I drove to Cleveland on a very brisk Ohio Spring evening, sat six rows from the 1st Base line, and watched the Boston Red Sox pull off a come from behind victory over the Indians…GO SOX!!!

I went into contract on my first home purchase.

May:
Ayana had her 3 year check-up and told all of us how she was a big girl now, because she did not cry during her shots!

Jenni hit her head while planting flowers and suffered a minor concussion, leaving her a little loopy and unable to drive or work for a few days.

Hayden was named 2nd Team All City in Baseball – a great accomplishment for a (then) Sophomore.

I celebrated my 32nd birthday…not a milestone, but it is my 1st most favorite day of the entire year, so it had to make the list!!!

I was voted Employee of the Month for DE's US North Mass Markets division. The prize allowed me to purchase my beautiful patio furniture!!!

I officially became a home owner on May 28th.

June:
Dad celebrated his 70th Birthday!!!

Ashley “walked the stage” becoming the third Thornton generation to graduate from Columbus West High School.

After lots of help (mainly painting and cleaning) from my family – especially Steve & my Mom, Villa de Megalicious was ready to be moved into, and an army of friends assisted with the move on June 14th!

Hayden celebrated his 16th Birthday!!

July:
Kari had a surprise “guest” arrive – sending her to the hospital and into surgery to have a kidney stone removed.

Mom celebrated her 65th Birthday!!!

I led the 7 & 8 year olds of IBC on an “Amazon Adventure” during VBS…my most favorite ministry!

Steve celebrated his 40th Birthday!

Adults and children of all ages, dressed in their red, white and blue, stood in line for up to 45 min. to pay their last respects to IBC’s beloved Roberta “Bert” Sutherland.

August:
I took First Place in the 2008 Church Picnic Dessert Contest…good Old Fashioned Carrot Cake with Cream Cheese Icing, yum!!

For 45 minutes I was missing and didn't even know I was missing. The story is long and humorous (now), and my Mom can finally laugh about it. The family was in a panic searching for me...even calling the police and local hospitals. I had over 30 missed calls in a 25 minute window - on my cell phone alone. I realized again how much my family loves me and how important it is to NOT leave me cell phone in the car!!

Ayana joined Elijah at Pre-school, Sophia began Kindergarten and Nana Carol now had more free time during the day, so she could continue to enjoy “retired” life!

September:
Mom and I (and some other IBC friends) enjoyed “The Lion King” at the Ohio Theatre…best thing I spent my money on all year!!

Ashley passed her drivers test!!

IBC continued the 75th Anniversary celebration with a Neighborhood Carnival/Festival – teaching all of us the power of prayer!

Hurricane Ike “blew” threw C-bus leaving most of the Thornton Family (and C-bus) in the dark for several days. Steve’s family sustained the loss of power, but lost their phone, internet and cable for four days…which is worse than losing power when you have three teenagers in the house. School was closed until Friday of that week for Hayden, Emily and Sophia.

Steve & Wendy watched Ashley drive off to her first day of Cosmetology school and celebrated 20 years of marriage, all in the same week!! They celebrated their anniversary by returning to their honeymoon destination...Gatlinburg, TN.

Kari received the announcement that the almost two year “battle” was over and the papers were finally signed!!

Elijah celebrated his 5th Birthday!!

October:
Emily celebrated her 13th birthday!!

Sophia was named citizen of the month for her Kindergarten class.

I began studying for the Certified Professional Secretaries Exam - to be given May 2, 2009. Hopefully passing the exam will be part of next year's highlights!!

Jenni, Chrissy and I climbed into the bright blue Vibe and took a road trip to Clarks Summit, PA to visit Phil & Gina!!!

Kari, Steve and Wendy all received GLOWING “reviews” during their Parent Teacher meetings - always a highlight to any parent's year!!

November:
Emily’s (school) Volleyball Team closed their season with a tournament win and she made a Club team, which will begin in February.

Ashley passed her initial tests and officially "took the floor"...now working as a student in the salon/spa at Nationwide Beauty Academy.

The entire family rejoiced at the news that the lesion on Dad's vocal cord had not only not grown, but was getting smaller. PTL!!

Ashley voted in her first Presidential Election, joining all of America in the most historic election in America’s history.

I had the joy and honor of being a guest at Elijah's lunch table during the Thanksgiving Lunch/Dinner at his preschool. Mom was the guest at Ayana's table.

December:
The Thornton Family (with the addition of Craig) again played “Post Office” to the IBC family...this year sorting 2,750 Christmas cards.

In keeping with my tradition - I was able to give Eli his first “real” Bible. Ashley, Hayden, Emily and Sophia each received their "real" Bible as a Christmas gift following their 5th birthdays.

Terry came to the Children’s Christmas performance at IBC – only the second time he’s been to a service since Kari and the kids came home in 2006.

Jenni purchased a Wii for herself as a Christmas gift – it has been a real source of enjoyment for many in the family!

While each gift that was given was special and appreciated – this year my most prized gift was a cookbook my Mom and Dad found while going through some boxes in the attic. The cookbook belonged to my beloved Aunt Ho (who I referenced in a previous blog), and I will treasure this gift for many years to come!

Jenni, Kari and I attended the first ever WOL Reunion - it was a great time of seeing "old" familiar faces.

All in all 2008 was a great year for the Thornton/Knisley Family, and I pray that 2009 will bring more joy, memories and more opportunities to serve our Lord.

Happy 2009!!!

He's The Reason, for the Season...

As I've mentioned before I'm a Christmas junkie...I love this time of year and EVERYTHING that comes with it. So I begin my Christmas countdown very early...June 25. On the 25th of each month I send out reminders to family members and friends getting their excited and ready for my 2nd favorite day of the entire year. As we get within the month of December the e-mails come weekly...it's a fun and allows me to use some of my creative juices. (If you'd like to be added to the distribution list, let me know!!) Therefore, for some who read my blog...this you it will be a repeat from and e-mail I sent late last week...the . For those others this will be "new" material. I don't like to repeat e-mails and blogs; however, after sitting through our sermon this morning at IBC, the e-mail I sent out on Thursday kept coming to my mind...and for some reason I felt maybe I should share again. Therefore note that some of the details don't exactly match today's date (meaning we are now four days from Christmas, but the e-mail was sent seven days before, etc.)

Final E-mail sent on 12/18/2008 - 2008 Christmas Countdown Series:

Christmas Countdown followers...we are only four days from Christmas, and I hope that your lists have more checked off than left to do. Today's e-mail will be the final e-mail in the 2008 Christmas Countdown series. The 2009 Christmas Countdown will arrive in your in-box on June 25, 2009!!!

Beginning this evening, I'll conclude my purchasing and wrapping, bake some cookies, do a final sort of the IBC Christmas Cards (with the rest of the family on Sunday), make one more trip to the grocery store and complete other various final details. And when I go to bed on Sunday I will be ready to focus. Focus for the next four days on the Great I Am.

For Christmas fanatics, like myself, it is SO easy to get lost in the details, busyness and perfectionism of Christmas. If we allow ourselves, it is easy to look past the true meaning of Christmas...Christ's arrival to this earth through an ordinary, simple, teenage virgin girl. Our homes sparkle, shine and are extra beautiful during this time of the year. However, recently I thought of what it must have been like for Christ to leave the sparkle, shine and extraordinary beauty of Heaven to come to this earth. He came to Earth and became flesh. Just like you and me - he laughed and cried, he celebrated and mourned, he served and was served, he was hungry and full, he became tired and was rested. He became one of us...only unlike you and I - He was without sin. He came not only to become one of us, but to one day die on a cruel cross to bridge the gap for us. A bridge providing a way to allow us to join Him in the sparkle, shine and beauty of Heaven. Over the last few weeks I've had several packages arrive at my doorstep, most were gifts I plan to give away next Thursday. With each package, I was so excited to open the box and discover what my package held. One day as I was opening a delivery, it hit me...I wondered what it must have been like for Mary and Joseph to hold their extraordinary package that arrived on that very first Christmas over 2,000 years ago. When God's gift of Salvation was delivered to the doorstep of mankind. How exciting it must have been for Mary and Joseph to have such a package given to them - given to us.

In closing...my Christmas Wish for each of you is that at some point over the next seven days - you to be able to take time to stop...the madness, busyness and craziness...and reflect on God's continual gift to each of us, His Salvation through His only son - Jesus Christ. Making it possible for NO man to perish, but to ensure that we could have the JOY of ETERNAL LIFE in Heaven with Him.

In keeping with my "tradition" of using a Christmas song for each e-mail, I could think of no more fitting song than "Mary Did You Know?". However, instead of starting my final e-mail with the song, I'm going to conclude the 2008 Christmas Countdown series with both the lyrics and a YouTube link to this very powerful Christmas song. Listen to and read the words, and let the true meaning of Christmas fill your week!

Merry CHRISTmas with Love!
~Megan

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0WIJw8JVeU

Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day walk on water?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will save our sons and daughters?
Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you've delivered, will soon deliver you.

Mary did you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels tried?
And when you kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.

The blind will see, the deaf will hear and the dead will live again.
The lame will leap, the dumb will speak, the praises of the lamb.

Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day rule the nations?
Did you know that your baby boy is Heaven's perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you're holding is the Great I Am.