Our Christmas tree is a family testimony of God’s covenant faithfulness over generations of Wetterlings—so many heartwarming stories represented by so many ornaments. Here’s one representative story: The small handmade delicate wooden ornaments (lower left, upper right) are from a salvaged scrap of 2X4 destined for the ash heap, born again on my scroll saw as a work of art to adorn our Christmas tree—a symbol of what a loving God has done in the life of a wayward wretch He plucked out of the burning.
I’m sure your tree can tell similar stories. But they all fade in comparison with the glorious birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ—the Son of God become Son of Man, that sons of men might become sons of God—born this day in the City of David. May the reality of that amazing act of Divine love dwell richly in the hearts of your family for all generations, till He splits the sky and comes again. Merry Christmas from our family to yours.
“O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!” (Psalm 8:1)
December 25, 2020 at 9:42 am
I so enjoyed No Time To Waste. What a powerful story about God’s grace and mercy in your life! My uncle was a pilot on a B 24 during World War II.
I wondered if there would be anyway you could send me Dispatches From Glory Road in a hard copy (written form)? I would be happy to pay for it.
May our Lord richly bless you
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December 25, 2020 at 5:51 pm
I think I could get it into a pdf format if you can give me a few days. Would that work for you?
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