I had never had a vision before. That night as I prayed, I felt the holy spirit minister to my soul.
I saw myself walking into the manger at Bethlhem. There among the animals was a small tiney baby boy,laying in the hay. A single star from the night sky seemed to shine only on him. Just for him. The baby cooed and smiled at me with innocent love for me. Beckoing me to spend time with him. He reached his tiney hand to me and smiled with those innocent eyes. I knew he was a wonder. I knew why he came. He came for me. I saw a man come tward me suddenly. I gasped in horror. The man had nails in his hands, and feet,he wore a crown of thorns on his head. His blood dripped every where. I didn't want to know how he had gotton there. Still the look in his eyes were innocent as, the babies eyes had been. He seemed to beckon me, to come to him. How could we forget why the baby was born on Christmas for us? We love to hear the good part of the story. That God, so loved us that he brought Jesus to us, on Christmas Eve. We don't want to know how that baby died. That he died for our sin. We don't want to think about the nails,or the crown of thorns that was place there so that we could be made innocent of our past. So, that we, could go to heaven, and be with our father. No all we like to think about is the baby in the manger. And his love for us. But we need to know the man on the cross. The baby was the man. And He DIED SO YOU COULD LIVE. LIVE FOR HIM.