
How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given
So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of His heaven
No ear may hear His coming, but in this world of sin
Where meek souls will receive Him still, the dear Christ enters in
Jesus was born into straw poverty on a silent night because that’s the way He continues to come into the world again, and again and again. He quietly steals His way into the straw poverty of our souls — no fanfare — only angels notice and sing. (The Bible says the angels make a pretty big deal of it when even one sinner comes to Christ, but, of course, we don’t hear that.)
Why, do you think, did He come so quietly and with little or no fanfare? I’m sure there are lots of reasons, but one I can think of right now is that transformation starts small. Christ’s coming is never boisterous. We are not changed overnight. We start a lifetime process of reflecting more and more of His glory in our lives. But it starts small and grows over time.
A slow gradual change is more realistic, and more supported by the reality of Christ’s life in us. If having Christ born in your life turned you into an immediate spiritual giant, you would be eventually crushed under the weight of having to keep up that image. As it is, Christ’s presence in our lives is hardly seen, but over time, it changes us. The changes are real, produced from the inside by Christ Himself through His Holy Spirit and not fabricated on the surface by us. Spiritual change is not like returning from a spiritual retreat all pumped up, only to be eventually deflated by daily realities. Spiritual change is a part of those daily realities as Christ’s life is imbedded in us.
It was a silent night, but it was also a holy night. What made it holy was an invasion. It was an invasion of earth by heaven and heaven’s forces. The son of God, administered to by angels, broke the plane of our earthly existence and nothing’s been the same since. God has entered our space, taken on human form and lived as a human being for 33 years, and suddenly, everything about this physical existence is holy. There is no longer a line between sacred and secular — physical and spiritual. All of life is sacred because the Son of God lived it. The most human of things are now holy. Christ is in you, doing everything you do. Now, we’re not trying to escape this human existence — (i.e., “Help, I’m trapped inside this human body!) — we are sanctifying this experience because we are finding Christ in it.
Eyes Wide Open Participants
Special thanks to the participants in our Fall Annual Campaign.
A few new names to add. Thank you one and all.
Ed & Kathy
Merlyn, from Goodyear, Arizona
David, from San Diego, California
Mike, from Sacramento, California
Priscilla, from Rochester, New York
Kristin, from Chesterfield, Missouri
Patrick, from Milan, Michigan
Jay, from Franklin, Tennessee
Dave, from Reno, Nevada
Tom, from Arlington, Virginia
Tami, from Pensacola, Florida
Dick, from Lantana, Texas
Christina, from Colorado Springs, Colorado
James, from Mt Pleasant, South Carolina
Darin, from Schuyler, Nebraska
David, from Chehalis, Washington
Joanne, from Lynden, Washington
Richard, from Nashville, Tennessee
Carol, from Melrose, Massachusetts
Rob, from Sacramento, California
Roger, from Whittier, California
Rebecca, from Cullman, Alabama
Cynthia, from Harlingen, Texas
Keith, from Portland, Oregon
Daniel, from O Fallon, Oregon
Steve, from Nashville, Tennessee
John, from Coralville, Iowa
Wayne, from Modesto, California
Gary, from Sidney, Ohio
Allen, from Exton, Pennsylvania
Mike, from Cambria, California
Joe, from Sugar Land, Texas
An Anonymous gift from the State of Washington
Stewart, from Gunnison, Colorado
Noel, from Blue Hill, Maine
Lisa, from Sunland, California
Daniel, from Hershey. Pennsylvania
John, from Ft Mitchell, Kentucky
Neil, from Lancaster, Pennsylvania
Bob, from Iowa City, Iowa
Herb, from Blue Mountain, Mississippi
John, from Los Altos, California
Laura, from Campbell, California




