Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
DECEMBER 18, 2023
But made Himself of no reputation, taking the form of a bondservant, and coming in the likeness of men.
Philippians 2:7
Recommended Reading: Philippians 2:6-10
Charles Wesley, the “Sweet Psalmist of Methodism,” wrote a Christmas carol in 1739, which he titled, “Hark, How All the Welkin Rings.” The word welkin was an old term for the “vault of heaven,” but it didn’t connect with people. Thankfully, in 1753, Charles’ friend, George Whitefield published a hymnal and changed the title of the song to “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.”
Multiple other changes to the lyrics have occurred since Charles first penned the carol, but it is still credited to him, one of thousands of hymns that he wrote during his lifetime.
It’s especially thrilling every time we get to verse 2 of the song because of that inspiring line saying, “Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; hail th’ incarnate Deity.” That’s a powerful affirmation the Jesus Christ, the Babe in the manger, was the Eternal God Himself. He was “born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth.”
Christ’s absence from His heavenly home and presence in a stable in Bethlehem is history’s greatest mystery—the cause of the first and all subsequent Christmases. All we know is what the apostle Paul tells us: that Christ came to earth “in the likeness of men” (Philippians 2:7). What a glorious condescension was His leaving His home to come to earth! The fact that He would leave the glory of His heavenly home and make His home on earth for our sakes ... that is the heart of the Gospel. And that is what makes it possible for us to look forward to our own heavenly home with Him in the future. What a glorious reason to rejoice!
With Christmas just a week away, pause today to rejoice in Christ’s birth as the angels did. Together thank God for the birth of Christ that first Christmas. Praise Him for the salvation He freely gives us and for the joy we have because of Him. Write a poem expressing the joy you have because of Christ’s coming to earth as a baby.
Hail, the heav’n-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that we no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King.”
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Angelic Example
NOVEMBER 28, 2023
Praise Him, all His angels; praise Him, all His hosts!
Psalm 148:2
Recommended Reading: Luke 2:13-14
In Romans 1, the apostle Paul identifies one of the characteristics of fallen mankind: We worship and serve “the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever” (verse 25). The proper role of creation—everything that has been created—is to bring praise and honor to the Creator. That includes animate and inanimate parts of creation as well.
In Psalm 148, the psalmist expresses the theme that all of creation should bring glory to the Creator: sun, moon, stars, rain clouds, sea creatures, oceans, lightning, hail, snow, winds, mountains, hills, fruit trees, cedars, wild animals, cattle, small creatures, birds, kings, princes, rulers, young men and maidens, old men, children...and all the rest of creation. At the head of his list is “all His angels...all His hosts!” (verse 2) We certainly find angels fulfilling their purpose throughout Scripture—like at the birth of Christ when they glorified God (Luke 2:13-14).
You are part of creation. Follow the example of the angels, God’s heavenly hosts, and live a life of praise and honor to God.
Let earth and heaven combine, angels and men agree, to praise in songs divine the incarnate Deity.
Charles Wesley
The Evil Sock Monkey
By Anna Von Reitz
When I was a child, everyone had Sock Monkeys.
These were mostly homemade affairs, constructed with whatever stuffing came to hand and three pairs of workman's socks, marled gray, with bright orange-red heels and toes, twisted around to make a head and monkey face, long, skinny arms and legs, and if you felt like it, a tail.
Some Sock Monkeys are tail-less. My Mother shook her head and said they were a subspecies, still able to breed with the tailed kind.
Such Sock Monkeys were mostly loved by children and pets, especially dogs, who could always find something to do with them.
I thought they were creepy myself, not worthy of any terror, but creepy nonetheless. Like clowns.
When I grew up, and I had to describe the détente between the Federal Reserve and the International Monetary Fund, I said they were like the right and left hand of an Evil Sock Monkey, having no particular strength or will of their own.
The Federal Reserve is always righteous, eager to fulfill its obligations, keep its contracts, and ride herd like a cowboy on prime interest rates. Oh, yes, this, the right-hand of the Evil Sock Monkey, will promise remedy on every side. With steady and gleaming eyes, they will open their generous paws and say, "Amen!".
They know, however, that their partner in crime, the left-hand of the same Evil Sock Monkey, the International Monetary Fund, will deny access to any remedy the Federal Reserve provides by manipulating the so-called SWIFT System.
Thus, they have worked together, hand-in-glove, one hand sanctimoniously appearing to fulfill its legal and lawful obligations, while the other hand deftly denies any access to these remedies.
The net effect is that the Federal Reserve never pays the victims, but splits the difference with the IMF.
They have been working together in this fashion since 1937, and with one aim -- to make sure that the victims of this collusive financial atrocity never see a penny of remedy and never control their own assets --- not even their own credit.
When I observe that neither the assets nor the credit belong to the Federal Reserve nor the IMF nor the SWIFT System -- any of them -- and point out the fact they are colluding together to obstruct both justice and trade, they smirk and pull droll faces.
Just like a Sock Monkey. It really is enervating. It's clear that they think they're cute. And clever.
"You're one in a million," they croon, apparently unaware of the prophecy left to them by Colonel Mandell House --- himself a creepy advisor to Woodrow Wilson, who never saw any military service at all despite his honorific title.
I hum a snatch of "Gimme Shelter" by the Rollingstones, drink my coffee, stare at the toe of my high-heels. They slither around obligingly at my feet. The atmosphere turns solemn.
Rolling Stone is an adequate translation of the banking side of my family name.
I turn into the air conditioning draft so they get a good solid blast of the pear-scented 4711 Cologne I'm wearing.
"There's 300 of us, who consider ourselves Americans," I say lightly.
A faint tremor hits the room, like the highest note of a violin string hovering at the edge of audible sound.
A slack-jawed vacant look passes over their faces, as the thought comes home to them and they imagine Gideon's Army incarnate.
"And," I pause a moment, "we are not a Committee."
The Federal Reserve and the IMF have been playing this game for three generations, acting as the right and left hands of an Evil Sock Monkey, depriving their Creditors of any satisfaction.
And neither the assets, nor the credit, are theirs.
How's that for a fat lady's broken zipper?
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See this article and over 4400 others on Anna's website here: www.annavonreitz.com
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Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
DECEMBER 18, 2023
But made Himself of no reputation, taking the form of a bondservant, and coming in the likeness of men.
Philippians 2:7
Recommended Reading: Philippians 2:6-10
Charles Wesley, the “Sweet Psalmist of Methodism,” wrote a Christmas carol in 1739, which he titled, “Hark, How All the Welkin Rings.” The word welkin was an old term for the “vault of heaven,” but it didn’t connect with people. Thankfully, in 1753, Charles’ friend, George Whitefield published a hymnal and changed the title of the song to “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.”
Multiple other changes to the lyrics have occurred since Charles first penned the carol, but it is still credited to him, one of thousands of hymns that he wrote during his lifetime.
It’s especially thrilling every time we get to verse 2 of the song because of that inspiring line saying, “Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; hail th’ incarnate Deity.” That’s a powerful affirmation the Jesus Christ, the Babe in the manger, was the Eternal God Himself. He was “born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth.”
Christ’s absence from His heavenly home and presence in a stable in Bethlehem is history’s greatest mystery—the cause of the first and all subsequent Christmases. All we know is what the apostle Paul tells us: that Christ came to earth “in the likeness of men” (Philippians 2:7). What a glorious condescension was His leaving His home to come to earth! The fact that He would leave the glory of His heavenly home and make His home on earth for our sakes ... that is the heart of the Gospel. And that is what makes it possible for us to look forward to our own heavenly home with Him in the future. What a glorious reason to rejoice!
With Christmas just a week away, pause today to rejoice in Christ’s birth as the angels did. Together thank God for the birth of Christ that first Christmas. Praise Him for the salvation He freely gives us and for the joy we have because of Him. Write a poem expressing the joy you have because of Christ’s coming to earth as a baby.
Hail, the heav’n-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that we no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King.”
Angelic Example
NOVEMBER 28, 2023
Praise Him, all His angels; praise Him, all His hosts!
Psalm 148:2
Recommended Reading: Luke 2:13-14
In Romans 1, the apostle Paul identifies one of the characteristics of fallen mankind: We worship and serve “the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever” (verse 25). The proper role of creation—everything that has been created—is to bring praise and honor to the Creator. That includes animate and inanimate parts of creation as well.
In Psalm 148, the psalmist expresses the theme that all of creation should bring glory to the Creator: sun, moon, stars, rain clouds, sea creatures, oceans, lightning, hail, snow, winds, mountains, hills, fruit trees, cedars, wild animals, cattle, small creatures, birds, kings, princes, rulers, young men and maidens, old men, children...and all the rest of creation. At the head of his list is “all His angels...all His hosts!” (verse 2) We certainly find angels fulfilling their purpose throughout Scripture—like at the birth of Christ when they glorified God (Luke 2:13-14).
You are part of creation. Follow the example of the angels, God’s heavenly hosts, and live a life of praise and honor to God.
Let earth and heaven combine, angels and men agree, to praise in songs divine the incarnate Deity.
Charles Wesley
The Evil Sock Monkey
By Anna Von Reitz
When I was a child, everyone had Sock Monkeys.
These were mostly homemade affairs, constructed with whatever stuffing came to hand and three pairs of workman's socks, marled gray, with bright orange-red heels and toes, twisted around to make a head and monkey face, long, skinny arms and legs, and if you felt like it, a tail.
Some Sock Monkeys are tail-less. My Mother shook her head and said they were a subspecies, still able to breed with the tailed kind.
Such Sock Monkeys were mostly loved by children and pets, especially dogs, who could always find something to do with them.
I thought they were creepy myself, not worthy of any terror, but creepy nonetheless. Like clowns.
When I grew up, and I had to describe the détente between the Federal Reserve and the International Monetary Fund, I said they were like the right and left hand of an Evil Sock Monkey, having no particular strength or will of their own.
The Federal Reserve is always righteous, eager to fulfill its obligations, keep its contracts, and ride herd like a cowboy on prime interest rates. Oh, yes, this, the right-hand of the Evil Sock Monkey, will promise remedy on every side. With steady and gleaming eyes, they will open their generous paws and say, "Amen!".
They know, however, that their partner in crime, the left-hand of the same Evil Sock Monkey, the International Monetary Fund, will deny access to any remedy the Federal Reserve provides by manipulating the so-called SWIFT System.
Thus, they have worked together, hand-in-glove, one hand sanctimoniously appearing to fulfill its legal and lawful obligations, while the other hand deftly denies any access to these remedies.
The net effect is that the Federal Reserve never pays the victims, but splits the difference with the IMF.
They have been working together in this fashion since 1937, and with one aim -- to make sure that the victims of this collusive financial atrocity never see a penny of remedy and never control their own assets --- not even their own credit.
When I observe that neither the assets nor the credit belong to the Federal Reserve nor the IMF nor the SWIFT System -- any of them -- and point out the fact they are colluding together to obstruct both justice and trade, they smirk and pull droll faces.
Just like a Sock Monkey. It really is enervating. It's clear that they think they're cute. And clever.
"You're one in a million," they croon, apparently unaware of the prophecy left to them by Colonel Mandell House --- himself a creepy advisor to Woodrow Wilson, who never saw any military service at all despite his honorific title.
I hum a snatch of "Gimme Shelter" by the Rollingstones, drink my coffee, stare at the toe of my high-heels. They slither around obligingly at my feet. The atmosphere turns solemn.
Rolling Stone is an adequate translation of the banking side of my family name.
I turn into the air conditioning draft so they get a good solid blast of the pear-scented 4711 Cologne I'm wearing.
"There's 300 of us, who consider ourselves Americans," I say lightly.
A faint tremor hits the room, like the highest note of a violin string hovering at the edge of audible sound.
A slack-jawed vacant look passes over their faces, as the thought comes home to them and they imagine Gideon's Army incarnate.
"And," I pause a moment, "we are not a Committee."
The Federal Reserve and the IMF have been playing this game for three generations, acting as the right and left hands of an Evil Sock Monkey, depriving their Creditors of any satisfaction.
And neither the assets, nor the credit, are theirs.
How's that for a fat lady's broken zipper?
----------------------------
See this article and over 4400 others on Anna's website here: www.annavonreitz.com
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