It is the promise of Christmas; that He is with us. For 33 years he was with us in human form, but today he is still with us in spirit. With us when we weep. With us when we rejoice. With us when we question. With us when we know.
"He doth give his joy to all;
He becomes an infant small;
He becomes a man of woe;
He doth feel the sorrow too.
Think not thou canst sigh a sigh
And thy maker is not by;
Think not thou canst weep a tear
And thy maker is not near.
O! He gives to us His joy
That our griefs He may destroy;
Till our grief is fled and gone
He doth sit by us and moan"
William Blake
Hold on His promise this Christmas season. His everlasting promise that he is with us, both now and forevermore.
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