In a quiet moment as you reflect back on Christmas Eve night or Christmas morning, may your thoughts lead you to a cave on a Judean hillside.It is dark inside. It contains the foul odors of manure and extinguished camp fires. In such a place a baby was born. He came to be the Light of the World. He was born to die that we might have life. He removed the darkness and stench of our sins by willingly submitting to a horrible death on a cross. He rose again. King of kings; Lord of lords. May your Christmastime be filled with glory to God and gratitude for Jesus!