God rest ye merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay.
For Jesus Christ or Savior is
Born upon this day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we are gone astray.
O, tidings of comfort and joy!
Into this world, into this mess, into what we've made of God's world, a Savior is born. Into our lives, our troubles, our aches and pains, our sorrows, a Savior is born. The joy and comfort come so close together sometimes, like two sides of a warm blanket, a refuge and an encouragement. Saving us from the full wrath of Satan's power (and you would have to be blind not to acknowledge there is darkness in our world right now), from our own dismay, there is a Savior, himself wrapped in the weakness of a newborn babe, wrapped perhaps in the same blanket of comfort and joy offered us.
Listen hard, and you may hear tidings of comfort, and of joy.
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