Presents are all wrapped, waiting to be opened. In about an hour we leave for a Christmas Eve service then onto a Christmas party at a friend. I sit down at my computer to read facebook one more time before frosting a cake. This song popped up on the wall of a missionary friend serving in Papua New Guinea. The words of this song brought back to my heart the real meaning of Christmas. It is about the cross whether you start at the beginning or in the middle as long as you end up worshiping a risen Savior.