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Luke 2:11 KJV

"For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord."



The more Christmas changes, the more it stays the same…

Every year, Christmas has a different feel to it. This is due to the fact that I’m a year older, my kids are growing and are viewing Christmas differently, and each year the world around seems to find new ways to use this beautiful holiday for its own purposes. This used to frustrate me. Now, however, I’m starting to see the hand of God guiding me/us toward the true meaning of Christmas.

On the news this “Black Friday” morning, a woman sprayed pepper spray at other shoppers in an attempt to secure a video game system for herself. It must have been listed at a great price! Sadly, this is just another example in a long list of Christmas absurdities, a list that seems to be growing exponentially. As I mentioned, this used to frustrate me, but now not so much. Every good thing seems to have a point in its life where it loses its way. A point where the goodness of it is lost in an attempt to draw out of it something that’s not there. Too much of a good thing is still too much. Somewhere along the way, we have made Christmas more important that the person whom the holiday celebrates. We have put the cart in front of the horse and the horse is just standing there with a puzzled look on his face.

But the more this time of the year changes to be the three ring circus that it is becoming, the more it is turning our heads back to what it was originally meant to be: a celebration of when Love came down to us at Christmastime. This is what Christmas is all about. No fanfare, fandango or fantastic displays of lights and gifts are necessary. I think back to a memorial service that I was privileged and honored to be a part of this past year. It was for Donal Smith. He was a man that loved Christmas. He looked a lot like Santa and dressed up as him for many occasions simply to spread the joy of Christmas to the people around him. But most importantly, he spread the true meaning of Christmas: “For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.” (Luke 2:11 KJV) He loved this real meaning of Christmas. At the end of the memorial service, his wife Mary Margaret even asked that I read the “Real Night Before Christmas.” I leave you with this story now. As you read it, remember that Christmas is not about shopping nor is it necessarily about continuously celebrating something that happened two thousand years ago. It is about the real, living Jesus. It’s about his birth, his life on earth and His life in your heart right now!! The more Christmas changes in our world today, the more it turns our hearts to the real meaning of Christmas…

Merry Christmas everyone!! Pastor Chris

Twas The Night Before Jesus Came
Anonymous

Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house
not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their bibles were lain on the shelf without care,
in hopes that Jesus would not come there.

The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
not once ever kneeling or bowing a head;
And mom in her rocker with baby on her lap,
was watching the late show while I took a nap;

When out of the East there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter;
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
threw open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The light of His face made me cover my head,
it was Jesus returning, just like He said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.

In the book of life, which He held in His hand,
was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name,
when He said, "It's not here!" my head hung in shame.

The people whose names had been written with love,
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound,
while all the rest were left standing around.

I fell to my knees, but it was too late:
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight.
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.

In the words of this poem the meaning is clear,
the coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There's only one life and when the last name is called,
we'll find that the bible was true after all.











Pastor Rev. Christopher Stevens

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Educational Background

· Master of Divinity Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary
South Hamilton, MA.
Bachelor of Business Marketing
University of Massachusetts
Lowell, MA.
Magna Cum Laude National Business Honor Society

Family Information

Pastor Chris and his wife Jenny have two children
Emily age 10 and Timmy age 8