Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Merry Christmas from the Sheets household



Dear Friends and Family,
Merry Christmas from our house to yours! We hope you all are enjoying this season. Many of you know how our year has been so we will not bore you with the details. Our capstone statement will be... We learned so much about our weaknesses but, thankfully, far more about God's might and grace towards us. Jon and I have been reflecting over our year and how much God has blessed us with life, healing, jobs, and daily provision. However, His greatest gift is what we celebrate at this time, His Son. Through him we have salvation and an all-satisfying relationship with God. Our Christmas prayer is this, "Gift of Gifts" from the Valley of Vision. We hope you enjoy and have a wonderful Christmas!

Gift of Gifts
O Source of all Good,
What shall I render to Thee for the gift of gifts,
Thine own dear Son, begotten, not created,
my Redeemer, Proxy, Surety, Substitute,
His self-emptying incomprehensible,
His infinity of love beyond the heart's grasp.

Herein is wonder of wonders:
He came below to raise me above,
He was born like me that I might become like Him.

Herein is love;
when I cannot rise to Him He draws near on wings of grace,
to raise me to Himself.

Herein is power;
when Deity and humanity were infinitely apart
He united them in indissoluble unity, the uncreated and the created.

Herein is wisdom;
when I was undone, with no will to return to Him,
and no intellect to devise recovery,
He came, God-incarnate, to save me to the uttermost,
as man to die my death,
to shed satisfying blood on my behalf,
to work out a perfect righteousness for me.

O God, take me in spirit to the watchful shepherds,
and enlarge my mind;
let me hear good tidings of great joy,
and hearing, believe, rejoice, praise, adore,
my conscience bathed in an ocean of repose,
my eyes uplifted to a reconciled Father,
place me with ox, ass, camel, goat,
to look with them upon my Redeemer's face,
and in Him account myself delivered from sin;
let me with Simeon clasp the new-born Child to my heart,
embrace Him with undying faith,
exulting that He is mine and I am His.

In Him Thou hast given me so much that heaven can give no more.


Arthur Bennett, ed. Valley of Vision (Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth Trust, 1975), 16.

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