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Christmas Lessons

Christmas

Lessons of Christmas Day

For four millennia, from the days of Father Adam, prophets declared to the world that there would be born a Savior, the Son of God.  They said:

Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and shall bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel…

 For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace…

And behold, he shall be born of Mary, at Jerusalem which is the land of our forefathers, she being a virgin, a precious and chosen vessel, who shall be overshadowed and conceive by the power of the Holy Ghost, and bring forth a son, yea, even the Son of God…

The virgin whom thou seest is the mother of the Son of God, after the manner of the flesh.  And it came to pass that I beheld that she was carried away in the Spirit; and after she had been carried away in the Spirit for the space of a time the angel spake unto me, saying: Look! And I looked and beheld the virgin again, bearing a child in her arms…

For according to the words of the prophets, the Messiah cometh in six hundred years from the time that my father left Jerusalem; and according to the words of the prophets, and also the word of the angel of God, his name shall be Jesus Christ, the Son of God…

The Lord thy God will raise up unto thee a Prophet from the midst of thee…   (more…)

Life’s harder moments

Sunday night, I received a phone call from a colleague.  One of the counselors at the middle school where I teach was killed Saturday night in an auto/pedestrian accident.  Monday was, without a doubt, the most difficult day of my almost 23 years in education.  We had to tell over 1000 students, grades 6 – 8, that a counselor they loved was dead.  Soon after school started, one of our admin team members had created a bulletin board with pictures and room for students to sign.  For three days, I have watched these students write notes about him, often waiting their turn to reach the board.  We have grieved, and we will continue to do so, for he had an incredible way of connecting with each person he spoke to.

For me, however, there is a peace that comes from my knowledge of God’s plan for man.  I am grateful for my sure and certain knowledge that one day, we will all meet again, for death is but a step into another phase of my eternal life.  While most of my students, and our counselor, don’t have that knowledge, I know each will one day hear the message of eternity from missionaries, on one or the other side of the veil.  Until that time,  I am grateful for the opportunity that was given me to work with this phenomenal man.

Easter approaches…

The last week of the Savior’s life….