Sermon 12-18-05 What gift to bring to Jesus
Everyone brought gifts.
§ Wisemen = Gold
§ Frankinsense
§ Myhrr
§ Shepherds their worship
§ Angels their song
§ townfolk, everyone who shows is bending the knee…
§ santa at the manger
Before this they were common…disengaged, selfish
Now they are in the game
Whose birthday is it
What gift will you bring
Whose Birthday is it, Anyway?
I walked and ran and shopped all day! Whose birthday is it, by the way?So much I still have left to do…practice, bake, wrap a few...I've spent alot of money, yet…..I know I've still got more to get!Was up 'til two again last night...somehow this picture isn't right.It seems we give to everyone….and they give back, and we have funbut once again I have to say…..Whose birthday is it, anyway?I know on mine, the folks I know….give just to me,not Sam and Joe;So if the birthday of a King…..is why we party and we singlet's not forget the reason why...this Birthday Boy came here to die.So give Him honor! Give Him praise!…..Give Him the gift of all your days.And when His birthday comes each year…..make sure that He’s the One you cheer.Don't forget, the birth was real,…..His death to save, part of the dealRemember, while running through the mall,….it is HIS birthday, after all.
what am I talking about…what gifts do I bring?
· gift of love + caring
· gift of forgiveness
brother or sister who has offended you
· feeding the poor
· gift of your time
· ring the bell for salvation army
· gift of a welcome…someone at church,
· estranged relatives on thanksgiving
· cookies to a neighbor
When we celebrate a birthday, we are careful to give what the person really wants or needs. Is there any doubt what Jesus wants from us? He insists that in order to give to him, we must find him in the hungry, the thirsty, the stranger, the naked, the sick and the imprisoned.
do not neglect to do the things that are placed upon your mind
what gift will you give to Jesus
the same old part of your heart….regifting or something new
replacements…waterboy…
it’s the big game
person needed is not there
the team is losing
maybe up until this point of your life, this is your story…..in the spiritual game, you are not really present at the moments that count
its not too late
come in late in the game….2nd half..put it onto the field of play
All those who encountered Jesus lived the 2nd half of their lives differently
They were transformed by the encounter
Question
when was the last time you offered yourself transformationally to Jesus. What area is he calling for that is yet unsubmitted
In the Bleak midwinter…. Christmas carol
When we are truly touched by the story, something changes
Old English difficult to understand, difficult to sing
Jeff’s paraphrase….
The times were bleak, the night was cold
As is the world was hard as stone
But heaven couldn’t hold back Gods love
yet the seemed no place for the baby king
somehow, beyond our understanding
a stable became enough
enough for him whom angels worship
somehow a manger full of hay was enough for him
whom all creation bows before
Angels and shepherds gathered there
His mother worshipped with a kiss
The circumstances touch me
I am moved to the depths of my soul
I cant hardly believe that God did this for me
What can I give Him, poor as I am?If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.
let us pray
walk to the manger
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficedThe Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
Enough for Him, Whom angels, worship night and day,Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;Enough for Him, Whom angels fall before,The ox and ass and camel which adore.
Angels and archangels may have gathered there,Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am?If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.
Everyone brought gifts.
§ Wisemen = Gold
§ Frankinsense
§ Myhrr
§ Shepherds their worship
§ Angels their song
§ townfolk, everyone who shows is bending the knee…
§ santa at the manger
Before this they were common…disengaged, selfish
Now they are in the game
Whose birthday is it
What gift will you bring
Whose Birthday is it, Anyway?
I walked and ran and shopped all day! Whose birthday is it, by the way?So much I still have left to do…practice, bake, wrap a few...I've spent alot of money, yet…..I know I've still got more to get!Was up 'til two again last night...somehow this picture isn't right.It seems we give to everyone….and they give back, and we have funbut once again I have to say…..Whose birthday is it, anyway?I know on mine, the folks I know….give just to me,not Sam and Joe;So if the birthday of a King…..is why we party and we singlet's not forget the reason why...this Birthday Boy came here to die.So give Him honor! Give Him praise!…..Give Him the gift of all your days.And when His birthday comes each year…..make sure that He’s the One you cheer.Don't forget, the birth was real,…..His death to save, part of the dealRemember, while running through the mall,….it is HIS birthday, after all.
what am I talking about…what gifts do I bring?
· gift of love + caring
· gift of forgiveness
brother or sister who has offended you
· feeding the poor
· gift of your time
· ring the bell for salvation army
· gift of a welcome…someone at church,
· estranged relatives on thanksgiving
· cookies to a neighbor
When we celebrate a birthday, we are careful to give what the person really wants or needs. Is there any doubt what Jesus wants from us? He insists that in order to give to him, we must find him in the hungry, the thirsty, the stranger, the naked, the sick and the imprisoned.
do not neglect to do the things that are placed upon your mind
what gift will you give to Jesus
the same old part of your heart….regifting or something new
replacements…waterboy…
it’s the big game
person needed is not there
the team is losing
maybe up until this point of your life, this is your story…..in the spiritual game, you are not really present at the moments that count
its not too late
come in late in the game….2nd half..put it onto the field of play
All those who encountered Jesus lived the 2nd half of their lives differently
They were transformed by the encounter
Question
when was the last time you offered yourself transformationally to Jesus. What area is he calling for that is yet unsubmitted
In the Bleak midwinter…. Christmas carol
When we are truly touched by the story, something changes
Old English difficult to understand, difficult to sing
Jeff’s paraphrase….
The times were bleak, the night was cold
As is the world was hard as stone
But heaven couldn’t hold back Gods love
yet the seemed no place for the baby king
somehow, beyond our understanding
a stable became enough
enough for him whom angels worship
somehow a manger full of hay was enough for him
whom all creation bows before
Angels and shepherds gathered there
His mother worshipped with a kiss
The circumstances touch me
I am moved to the depths of my soul
I cant hardly believe that God did this for me
What can I give Him, poor as I am?If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.
let us pray
walk to the manger
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficedThe Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
Enough for Him, Whom angels, worship night and day,Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;Enough for Him, Whom angels fall before,The ox and ass and camel which adore.
Angels and archangels may have gathered there,Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am?If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.
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