For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given . . . and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Isa. 9:6.

Every Christmas there comes to us down through the corridors of time, the news that a Child is born unto us that is the Son of God. Bethlehem is the watershed of history. Two thousand years ago God invaded this world in human form: lived, walked, talked with men. This priceless gift is "Emmanuel . . . God with us," in all of life; in trials, temptations, and disappointments. We are not alone. God has thrust into our lives a divine presence so glorious and powerful that no sin can hold its, not fear can destroy its, no unhappiness can possess its.

Happy are we if we can boast that the Son of God has come into our lives. Humble and grateful in ourselves, we are conscious of divine royalty in Him at whose feet we lay our lives. Happy are we when we can boast of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, proud of His righteousness and His love.

Happy are we when we cant glory in His church because we belong to a band of Christian disciples whose hearts God has captured; that by the indwelling Spirit we reflect so much of the likeness of the Son of God. Happy are we because of the priceless value God has placed upon us. What indescribable grandeur for eternity is offered to us, that we should he made the sons of God. Happy are we because the Son of God will soon return, eternally to be God with us; no longer a babe, but King of kings and Lord of lords. What glory is already ours!

Illustrious Christians shine without egotism, and the humble serve without shame. All eternal values are gifts to us from God. Our cup is full. We envy no Christian for the size of his cup that overflows with love in the fellowship of God. Christ has made us alive to beauty and to righteousness beyond our utmost expectation.

We are well born when twice born—that change of nature which purges us from selfishness into a life of love and purity, excelling in eternal life with Christ. Christmas is no burning out like light bulbs on a tree, but joy in the coming of our Lord that marches on forever.