When God gave us Jesus β the One Who would save us β Heaven could not contain itself. Light spilled from a star, heralding His arrival. The earth burst into life. Birds called for revival. Morning Glories began to bloom in the night chill, and frightened shepherds trembled like sheep when angels awakened their sleep with song as light as snowflakes, as powerful as a Tsunami of harmony pouring onto earth at Jesusβ birth. Oh, praise Him!
From the book PRAISE! by Mary Harwell Sayler