It’s Christmas Eve in Nicaragua and its warm, buggy, and full of Jesus. Earlier this evening I was laying in a hammock underneath a palm tree looking up at the stars and trying to visualize what it would be like to be home right now. Maybe I would be on my way home from ZooLights or church and then would probably snuggle up on the couch with my family to watch The Christmas Story. But Christmas is about more than that. It’s about being with people you love, and celebrating the birth of our Savior.
Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child.
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born.
Silent night, holy night!
Son of God love’s pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth
