Worth of a Soul
Liz Lemon Swindle, The Worth of a Soul
Human beings as a whole have a tendency to label each other or to classify them. But that's not how Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ see us. There's a wonderful little story written by Max Lucado, You Are Special.
The people in the story, the Wemmicks, had stickers, grey dots and gold stars. All day, the Wemmicks would put a dot or a star on the other people around them. The ones who are pretty or talented would get the gold stars, while those who aren't as pretty or as talented would get the grey dots. This story focused on Punchinello and a Wemmick he met, Lucia. What was very special about Lucia was that she had absolutely no dots or stars on her. In fact, they wouldn't stay on at all! When Punchinello asked her how, she told him she visited Eli, the woodcarver that lived up on top of the hill, every day. Punchinello gathered up his courage and visited Eli, and ... you'll have to read the rest of the story to find out what happened.
What we learn from this story is that Eli loves the Wemmicks because he made each one of them. The dots and stars mean nothing to him. Heavenly Father loves each of us perfectly. We don't need labels or "stickers" to tell us who we are. We are His children, loved beyond measure, treasured beyond understanding. We each bring our own strengths, talents, and beauty to the world. The world needs every single one of us. No one is more important or better than another. We are all precious to Heavenly Father, precious enough to send His Only Begotten Son to earth, to atone, die, and rise for each one of us, so we could go back to live with our Heavenly Father again.
"O Holy Night" - The King's Singers
"O Holy Night" Lyrics
Written by Aldophe Adam
O holy night! The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
'Til He appears and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees; O hear the Angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night, O Holy night, O night divine!
Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the Wise Men from Orient land
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend
He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger
Behold your King; before Him lowly bend
Behold your King; before Him lowly bend
Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His Gospel is Peace
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother
And in His name, all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
Let all within us Praise His Holy name
Christ is the Lord; O praise His name forever!
His power and glory evermore proclaim
His power and glory evermore proclaim
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