A Cross and A Cantata

Our flight to Germany was uneventful and we arrived safely. We had the pleasure of viewing a beautiful sunset as my son, Bobby III and Alexis greeted us at the airport. We drove through the German countryside and enjoyed the last few rays of the day. By the time we got to Otterbach, it was dark and we were greeted by the rest of the family. After a few days of feeling sleepy and adjusting to the jet lag, we were busy looking for jobs on the internet, getting an international driver’s license and playing with the kids.

Much to my delight, a gentle snow greeted us that Tuesday morning after we arrived that coated everything in white.

We visited the little mission church of Rhineland Baptist on a Wednesday night. It was a few towns over so we had to take the autobahn to get to it.

 On the way there, Bobby said: “Mom, look out the window and look up.” I stared at the outline of the hills.

“What?” I asked.

“That’s Hilter’s tower where he spoke to the German people. “

“Where is it?” I asked scanning the hills once more.

“It’s there were the lighted cross is. They put a cross there during Christmas.” I saw that and it immediately the thought hit me that Hitler and his evil regime is long gone, but Christ still reigns and will rule over the world some day.

Finally, we arrived. The church looks like a warehouse with a large parking lot behind a chain link fence. Entering the building, we went into a good-sized auditorium. The ceilings were high and you could hear the rumble of trains every few minutes running next to the property. In spite of that, I greatly enjoyed the preaching of Brother “Woody” as he spoke on the Rapture to the congregation.

The weather warmed up the rest of the week and it rained a lot and washed the snow away. It has yet to snow any more.

I practice the cantata which will be performed on December 23^rd on my computer every day. I have to make up for lost time; Bobby gave it to me a few days before we came and I have to learn it by memory in two weeks.   

Will I be able to get the cantata memorized in time? I hope so. There are only four altos and four of each other section so its important that I learn my part.

I also hope it snows soon so it will be a white Christmas. Those weather forecasts were wrong about the fluffy, white stuff. It’s rained every day and it isn’t cold enough for snow.

And the name of the cantata is: “Maranatha! The Lord is come.” It’s about the first coming of Jesus and the second coming too. I can’t wait for Him to return. I’ve been waiting a long time but I still look forward to it any day.

In a moment of time, He’s coming,

King of Kings and the Lord of Lords,

Leading Heaven’s throng

In a joyful song,

Maranatha! The Lord is come.

Satan’s forces will be defeated,

Evermore we shall live with Him,

Free from sin and strife with eternal life,

Maranatha! The Lord is Come.

If He doesn’t come back, I wish all of you a Wonderful and Blessed Christmas!