Not even one of us can fully understand nor scarcely appreciate Mary’s plight . . .
And consider Joseph’s . . .
(Rest in Peace, Donna Summer. I’m glad we still have your amazing voice.)
These poignant video clips are from The Nativity Story, upload thanks to Peperamico.
Please read to the bottom:
Breath of Heaven
By Amy Grant
Cold and weary with a babe inside,
And I wonder what I’ve done,
*Holy father you have come,
And chosen me now to carry Your son.
I am frightened by the load I bear,
*In a world as cold as stone,
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with me now . . .
Hold me together,
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
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Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.
Breath of heaven.
But I offer all I am,
For the mercy of your plan,
*Help me be strong
Help me be . . .
Help me . . .
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
Lighten my darkness,
Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
. . . Have you ever found yourself saying these same words –
the ones I highlighted?
I have.
Yes, I have been chosen to “carry The Son”, in a sense.
In that very important sense, all true believers have been chosen to
“carry Him”.
And I pray that the Father stay near me and hold me together.
The thought of bearing this precious burden; this gift;
this responsibility; this life, is daunting – sometimes frightening.
A wiser, less broken, less flawed soul should take my place . . .
Yet, I am exactly the kind of person He seeks,
chooses, and challenges, to “carry Him inside”.
One only must be willing.
And the Archangel, himself, said, “Don’t be afraid”.
Yes, the world is cold as stone,
and the path, often difficult,
but I don’t have to walk it alone –
never alone.
The Lord is with me.
He lightens my darkness,
and if that were not enough,
He pours His holiness over me,
and His grace,
and His mercy.
I am not wise, but He chose me,
somehow.
He chose me and He helps me.
And through Him, I am sufficient.
And I am honored.
Breath of Heaven is always there,
softly taking me in,
gently sending me out . . .
Amy Grant, how did you know?
Merry Christmas from Gloryteller.com
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