The Shepherds and the Good News

I’m working on my Christmas greetings and I’m working on my Christmas stories for children. This week’s story is about a shepherd boy who saw the glory of the first Christmas written all over his father’s face, one of the shepherds that heard the Good News the angels brought the night Christ was born.

I had a lot of time to think about the shepherds today while driving home from my visit with my daughter and her family. I also had a lot of time to think about my daughter and my husband and how much I miss them. It’s like half of me is gone! There was no enjoying any clouds painted in beautiful colors by the sun. It was a dreary and rainy drive! Then I just pondered about the shepherds, how their lives were changed in an instant. The long wait for the Messiah was over! But it wasn’t until thirty years later that they really got to experience the meaning of the message of the angels. When they were in their fifties and sixties Jesus came walking down the road in their villages.

“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.” 

I’m sure Jesus returned to Bethlehem. The men that once were young and strong and hurried down the road to look for the newborn Savior and then ran down the streets of Bethlehem telling the Good News were now somewhat worn out by life. But the boys, the sons of the shepherds, the ones that heard their daddies tell the story with shining faces, they were still young and strong.

How many times might this boy have gone over the story of the night
the angels sang the Good News song?

It was about one of those boys I wrote a story today. A boy who heard his father’s longing for the Messiah and then saw him telling about the babe in the manger. I wonder what interesting conversation that boy had with Jesus when he finally met him as a grown man.

I’m still working on the story. I just took a little break to put a little “wondering” on your mind. What an amazing night it was for the shepherds!

But the amazement, the glory, the wonder can be ours too. Every day can be Christmas!

May the Good News of the Savior bring joy and amazement to your heart. He lives! He wants to fill you with glory and wonder and amazement. The song of the angels resounds just as loud and clear today. The Good News of great joy is Christ the Lord! Alleluia!

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About kelund

My name is Kerstin Anderas-Lundquist. I was born in Sweden to Per & Brita Anderas, on March 6, 1946. In 1948 we left to begin a missionary life in Chile; in 1956 we moved on to Peru. On May 1, 1969 I married an all-Swedish guy from Karslkrona: Bengt Göran Emanuel Lundquist. God blessed us with two daughters: Eva-Marie Elizabeth and Ruth Carina. We served as missionaries in Peru and Bolivia. In 1988 we moved to the United States to work at Life Publishers in Miami, Florida. I was to assist in developing the line of Sunday School Curriculm in Spanish known as Vida Nueva. I live in Springfield, Missouri, and am retired from work at the Assemblies of God Headquarters. My husband and daughter Eva-Marie have been promoted to Heaven. Carina is married to Thom Cole and they have given me four gourgeous grandchildren, even five (teen-age John). I will be writing about my life, past and present, blended with visions for the future. My deepest desire is to spread the “seed of love”–inspiration to serve God and our neighbors with love and compassion.
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