Silent Night

How blessed to have a Christian dance company in your community!


Train up a child....

When someone catches a moment of you being in awe of your adult son.

We've just returned for a chilly, but delightful visit in Minnetonka, MN with one of our son's and his family. Many of you have been praying for over a year and a half for this son who has battled chronic pain that has stumped the medical community. Doctors have done PT, injections and even painful surgery, but the issue is not resolved. It breaks this mama's heart to see him suffer. He cannot sit, but still whistles while he works at his standing desk, leads Boy Scouts, coaches his son's basketball team and even stood through his daughter's 2 hour Nutcracker performance. Please continue to pray for healing as they seek more answers.

There is a huge sound variance between the five acres of Shiloh and a major metropolitan city.  Flying out of RDU started with a bang! We arrived early and for 2 hours listened to jackhammers as construction was taking place in the terminal. That only ceased when alarms sounded and pre-recorded announcements told everyone to evacuate the building due to a possible fire. 

There were lots of good sounds on the trip as we cheered on our grandson's basketball team and listened to beautiful music as our granddaughter and her dance troupe performed. 

Home now, I sit in silence. I'm not aware that there is even a creature stirring, but somewhere out in the woods I am certain they are. This quietude made me think about the song "Silent Night."

People say the song makes no sense because there could be nothing silent about strangers entering a barn, a woman giving birth and the cries of a newborn babe, but author Stacy Edwards wrote these holy thoughts referencing the song "Silent Night."

"There is a stillness in holiness that causes worldly noise to fade into the background. Imagine the hush of Heaven as all the hosts held their breath. Envision the awe of the shepherds.

See a silent Joseph who just witnessed the Son of God being born. Did a cattle low? Sure. A baby cry? Absolutely. But make no mistake. It was a silent, holy night. 

Lord, what a holy night it was when love came down to earth.


And she gave birth to her first born son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn. Luke 2:7



The Song

"Silent Night" Carrie Underwood

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xDje0-UtCQ

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