After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem and asked, "Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews? We saw his star in the east and have come to worship him."
~Matthew 2:1-2 (NIV)~
From Our Daily Bread, December 19:
During World War II, it became a custom in the United States for a family who had a son serving in the military to place a star in a front window of their home. A gold star indicated that the son had died in support of his country's cause...
[A man, walking down a New York City street with his 5-year-old son,] came to an empty lot, and a break in the row of houses. Through the gap a star could be seen shining brightly in the sky. The little lad caught his breath, "Oh, daddy," he cried, "Look at the star in the window of heaven! God must have given His Son too."
When I read that, it reminded me of U2's latest single, 'Window in the Skies'. I don't know what Bono and company had in mind when they wrote the song, but I like it!
Window in the Skies
The bullets quit the gun
The heat that’s in the sun
Will keep us when there’s none
The rule has been disproved
The stone it has been moved
The grave is now a groove
All debts are removed
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
What it’s done to me?
Love makes strange enemies
Makes love where love may please
The soul and its striptease
Hate brought to its knees
The sky over our head
We can reach it from our bed
You let me in your heart
And out of my head, head...
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
What it’s done to me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh...
Oh, oh, oh, oh...
Please don’t ever let me out of you
I’ve got no shame, oh no, oh no
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
What it’s doing to me?
I know I hurt you and I made you cry
Did everything but murder you and I
But love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
To every broken heart
For every heart that cries
Love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
~Matthew 2:1-2 (NIV)~
From Our Daily Bread, December 19:
During World War II, it became a custom in the United States for a family who had a son serving in the military to place a star in a front window of their home. A gold star indicated that the son had died in support of his country's cause...
[A man, walking down a New York City street with his 5-year-old son,] came to an empty lot, and a break in the row of houses. Through the gap a star could be seen shining brightly in the sky. The little lad caught his breath, "Oh, daddy," he cried, "Look at the star in the window of heaven! God must have given His Son too."
When I read that, it reminded me of U2's latest single, 'Window in the Skies'. I don't know what Bono and company had in mind when they wrote the song, but I like it!
Window in the Skies
The bullets quit the gun
The heat that’s in the sun
Will keep us when there’s none
The rule has been disproved
The stone it has been moved
The grave is now a groove
All debts are removed
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
What it’s done to me?
Love makes strange enemies
Makes love where love may please
The soul and its striptease
Hate brought to its knees
The sky over our head
We can reach it from our bed
You let me in your heart
And out of my head, head...
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
What it’s done to me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh...
Oh, oh, oh, oh...
Please don’t ever let me out of you
I’ve got no shame, oh no, oh no
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
Oh can’t you see?
Oh can’t you see what love has done?
What it’s doing to me?
I know I hurt you and I made you cry
Did everything but murder you and I
But love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
To every broken heart
For every heart that cries
Love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
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