May you find respite this morn from the grit and grind of life.
May you feel joy for this moment when grace landed in our midst.
May this rendezvous between heaven and earth grant you peace.
May His birth that starry night lead you to thanks and giving.
May you know that the One who awoke in a manger is still walking in Memphis.
May His grace leave you even more satisfied than Gus’ or Gibson’s, Buckleys’ or Bosco’s, Muddy’s or Huey’s.
May your worship of Him rival any cheer at the FedEx Forum, Levitt Shell or Cannon Center.
May He make you a hub from which His blessings are delivered around the globe.
Through Him, may there be no heartbreak in any hotel today and no blues on Beale tonight.
By Him, at St. Jude and LeBonheur, may every child feel the Messiah’s presence and every parent feel Mary’s.
From the Peabody to the Pink Palace, from Midtown to the Mississippi, from Shelby Farms to Slave Haven, may everyone in the MidSouth find in Him a hope that works.
