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September 2025
Over the years, we've always compared our family life to a wagon train heading west. Just as everyone had to do his part to get to Oregon years ago, so everyone in our family must do his/her part to make our journey through life successful. If somebody climbs in the wagon and lets the others do the work, we just don't make any progress. We all have to pull our weight and work together. Along the trail we find lots of pebbles that make for a smooth ride and some bigger rocks that jar us a little; we hit the occasional pothole that can slow us down. But if we purpose to search diligently, there are countless gold nuggets and precious gemstones along the way as well. This journal is an attempt to preserve some of those precious moments for our children, and our children's children, as together we travel this trail called life.

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11


Sunday, December 2, 2012

12-2-12 This Little Child

This song has long been one of our Christmas favorites; we have it on a cassette that Dad had when we got married. It's an old album, but Tori was able to put it on the computer a few years ago, so thankfully we can still enjoy this song every Christmas.

Who would have thought that long ago
So very far away
A little child would be born
And in a manger lay

And who would have thought this little CHILD
Was born the KING of kings
The son of Just, the Carpenter
But for whom the Angels sing

And who would have thought that as HE grew
And with other children play
This CHILD with whom they laughed and sang
Would die for them someday

And who would have thought this little CHILD
Would make the blind man see
Feed the hunger, make rich the poor
And set the sinner free

Oh who would have thought this little CHILD
Was who the prophets said
Would take away the sins of man
And rise up from the dead

Oh I believe
And I will always sing
This little CHILD
Is the KING
Oh I believe
And I will always sing
This little CHILD
HE is the KING of kings

Many years have come and gone
Yet this world remains the same
Empires have been built and fallen
Only time has made a change

Nation against nation
Brother against brother
Men so filled with hatred
Killing one another

And over half the world is starving
While our banner of decency is torn
Debating over disarmament
Killing children before they’re born

And fools who march to win the right
To justify their sin
Oh every nation that has fallen
Has fallen from within

Yet in the midst of this darkness
There is a Hope, a Light that burns
This little CHILD, the KING of kings
Someday will return

And I believe
And I will always sing
This little CHILD
Is the KING
And I believe
And I will always sing
This little CHILD
HE is the KING of kings

Who would have thought this little CHILD
Is who the prophets said
Will return to judge this world,
The living and the dead

Oh can't you see, that long ago
So very far away
This little CHILD, our only Hope
Was born a KING that day

This little child will return someday; the Bible tells us so. If you know of this little child, very good. But not good enough. You must know this little child as Lord and Saviour of your life. This little child will give you peace beyond understanding; this peace is for today, tomorrow, and eternity.  If you don’t know this little child, you’ll find Him in your Bible. Read, study, seek diligently. This little child is waiting for you.

Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.

For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.

Matthew 7:7,8

1 comment:

  1. What is the name of the song and who sings it? Enjoy reading your posts!

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