Tag Archive | Kings

One King

Seventeenth Day of Advent, 2013

After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem… . On coming to the house, they saw the child with his mother Mary, and they bowed down and worshiped him. Then they opened their treasures and presented him with gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. (Matthew 2:1, 11 NIV)

Dawning of a Brand New Day

Dawning of a Brand New Day

We’re all acquainted with the gifts of the Magi. But do we know where they come from, what they’re used for, and what they symbolize?

Frankincense derives from a milky white resin extracted from species of the genus Boswellia, which thrive in arid, cool areas of the Arabian Peninsula, East Africa and India.

Myrrh is a reddish resin that comes from species of the genus Commiphora, which are native to northeast Africa and the adjacent areas of the Arabian Peninsula.

Uses:

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Enjoy the sounds of Christmas as you prepare for Jesus’ Second Advent.

See you in a twinkling,

Brenda K. Hendricks

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What Child is This?

Ninth day of Advent 2013

But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. God chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things—and the things that are not—to nullify the things that are, so that no one may boast before him. (1 Corinthians 1:270-29 NIV)

The Only Begotten Son

The Only Begotten Son

Have you ever asked God why? Many people say we are not to ask why. But there are myriads instances and events that make us wonder. And God says we are to approach Him as a child. Children ask why…a lot.

One of the events that has made humanity pause and ponder throughout the course of history is why did God choose a stable and a manager for the birth of His Son the King of kings? Was it simply to confound and shame the wise of this world? Read More and View What Child is This?

Enjoy the sounds of Christmas as you prepare for Jesus’ second coming

See you in a twinkling,

Brenda K. Hendricks