Every year we attend Christmas events. Most years they are sentimental and soft and romantic. And generally, also humorous. Nothing wrong with that, right? We need some of that in our lives. I know I could use more laughs!

But when these events are supposed to represent the most dramatic, dangerous, life changing event in history — they come up rather short. The Incarnation is one of those things that has been ravaged by sentimentality, drained of danger and drama. It needs some recovery. These beautiful lyrics by Andrew Peterson — link at the end to the song sung by Jill Philips and set to a video clip from The Nativity. There was another version of this a few years ago but I didn’t care for the sequence of video and it was only 640 wide.

imageThis slide is from the series I created for Sunday – from Luke 1, a tale of two kingdoms.

It was not a silent night
There was blood on the ground
You could hear a woman cry
In the alleyways that night
On the streets of David’s town

And the stable was not clean
And the cobblestones were cold
And little Mary full of grace
With the tears upon her face
Had no mother’s hand to hold

It was a labor of pain
It was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love..

LINK – 1280 wide.

1 Comment on a labor of love

  1. Len,

    I hadn’t heard that Andrew Peterson song before. It’s gorgeous, an Jill Phillips’ voice fits it perfectly. Thank you. Very tempted to use it myself on Christmas Day!