We sing songs of God come to Earth, but so many still don’t know the King. Many talk about him- when they curse, when they mock, when they are in a bind, when it’s Christmas and time to go to church. But many don’t really truly know the King. Some know about the King. Some have heard the stories. So many have other kings on the throne. But there’s no room for this King. There wasn’t room at his birth and for most there isn’t room now. But some will turn and worship.
God, give us hearts, vision, feet, and words to rescue those blindly running to their death. Let us build ourselves up in the faith, pray in the Holy Spirit, keep ourselves in the love of God. Let’s save souls in this town, through mercy, through snatching out of the fire. Through praying for the Kingdom to advance, sitting with the King Himself, and proclaiming to this lost town: glory to the King! The King whom God and sinners reconciled. Glory to that King. The King who is above all kings. Above all that we hold dear this Season that doesn’t give him glory. Let’s continue to tell this town about that King.