Will we be sleeping?

Oh little town of Bethlehem
Looks like another silent night
Above your deep and dreamless sleep
A giant star lights up the sky
And while you're lying in the dark
There shines an everlasting light
For the King has left His throne
And is sleeping in a manger tonight

Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
For God became a man
And stepped into your world today
Oh Bethlehem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping

Oh little town of Jerusalem
Looks like another silent night
The Father gave His only Son
The Way, the Truth, the Life had come
But there was no room for Him in the world He came to save

Jerusalem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
The Savior of the world is dying on your cross today
Jerusalem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping

United States of America
Looks like another silent night
As we're sung to sleep by philosophies
That save the trees and kill the children
And while we're lying in the dark
There's a shout heard 'cross the eastern sky
For the Bridegroom has returned
And has carried His bride away in the night

America, what will we miss while we are sleeping
Will Jesus come again
And leave us slumbering where we lay
America, will we go down in history
As a nation with no room for its King
Will we be sleeping
Will we be sleeping

United States of America
Looks like another silent night

This night is tonight!  So incomprehensible.  I have found myself saying "Thank You. Thank You.  Thank You." a thousand times today because I don't know what else to say.  It dumbfounds me which is awesome because it makes me smile at how great God is and how unknowing and shallow-minded I am.  Yeah, we have laughed a lot together tonight.

Please take the time to read the above lyrics.  This song by Casting Crowns puts things into a totally new perspective and I like it!

We close our eyes to sleep.  We can't see with our eyes closed.  Let us be awake!  Awake, searching for him restlessly!  Let us see His face. Let us...hurry.

So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. -Luke 2:16

Let's go! We must hurry off to see Him like the shepherds did!  I am excited to see His face!  The same baby who would later save us all!  A baby.  Innocence forsaken upon that cross... (Wow, random Hillsong lyrical interjection!)  But, it is true.  The body lying down peacefully in a manager is the same one that was later plastered painfully to a cross.  Baby or man.  He came.  And I have to see Him.

I am tired of sleeping. < I don't know what that is... like an oxymoron or something?  But really.  How can I sleep with so much going on?  How can I close my eyes with such beauty right in front of my face?

I don't want to miss any of Him.  He is moving.  And my eyes are open.

Thank You. (A thousand and one)