Without Limit—Six Sentence Story

It was the night the virgin sang her lullaby.

The angel, shining with the glory of the Lord and fearful to behold, gave glad tidings of great joy. The joy was without limit. Look for the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in a manger.

Then the heavenly hosts praised God, saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

In Bethlehem we found the child.

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Denise offers the prompt word “limit” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories. For what really happened see Luke 2.

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Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

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