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Monday, December 10, 2018

Put it all aside this Christmas?

Can we, all, not put it all aside this Christmas...
Everything that is making us all so very restless:
All the quabbling confusion and the endless political rants
Can we all just keep Christmas about Christmas this year ..is there even a chance?

Wouldn't it be so very nice if, for once, in the morning
We could turn on the TV and see everyone with such a holiday yearning
That the love of the season would be the first mention that they bring to you and me
Without ever a mention of the backbiting and the fighting that is destroying our democracy?

Can we, all, not put it all aside this Christmas...
Everything that is making us all so very restless:
All the quabbling confusion and the endless political rants
Can we all just keep Christmas about Christmas this year ..is there even a chance?

While watching them lay him to rest ... one of our former presidents
It was obvious to me, how much we have become so fully entranced
With  the political-ness, that is clouding up our every night and day
We couldn't even let the former President Bush lie in state, without the tarnish of our political debates

Can we, all, not put it all aside this Christmas...
Everything that is making us all so very restless:
All the quabbling confusion and the endless political rants
Can we all just keep Christmas about Christmas this year ..is there even a chance?

This Christmas, can we not, all, resolve to  reach out to one another
To those estranged from us and to the homeless ..like they were our sister or brother
Can we not make this,  a new tradition, that we will all commonly share
That the smell of politics hatred or discord will never more clog our holiday air??

Can we, all, not put it all aside this Christmas...
Everything that is making us all so very restless:
All the quabbling confusion and the endless political rants
Can we all just keep Christmas about Christmas this year ..is there even a chance?

Whatever your faith beliefs are or  whatever way you may be leaning
May the love of this holiday time bring to you and yours a very special meaning
So that afterwards, when all of the boxes and papers and the gifts are put away
We can feel like this holiday was a holiday  we want to remember in a very special way

Can we, all, not put it all aside this Christmas...
Everything that is making us all so very restless:
All the quabbling confusion and the endless political rants
Can we all just keep Christmas about Christmas this year ..is there even a chance?


Sunday, December 9, 2018

Beautiful blankets of snowy white..

Beautiful blankets of snowy white
Lay out softly before our sight
Chilling..freezing. all so true
All God's goodness shining through

Like the dawn of the newest day
Snow is messaging along the way
Quietly counseling..passing through
Whispering secretly: God loves you

Breathless ..floating ..frosty glaze
We can't help but stand amazed
At such wonders..so much snow
Every snowflake seems to glow...

Count them ..taste them .. let them be
Falling listless; but so  free
From the Heavens..to  us all
Immaculate icies ..Hear them call?



Saturday, December 8, 2018

Like Some Wintry Rhyme

Chilly whispers circle round;
Signs of winter can be found..
Weatherman predict a stormy day.
Challenging weather is on its way.

Clouds are greying, hanging low.
Everything around us is seeming slow;
But, the creatures run to hide..
Taking nourishment deep inside

Trees are silent, holding strong.
Leaves have fallen, almost gone
Yet, there's few with golden glow:
Waiting for the next gust to go...

Winds are building, here and there
Crystal icicles, without a fare;
Are making ready, for their ride:
A snowy agenda they keep inside...

All the people, run and run;
In the stores, we see everyone..
Water, blankets, batteries too:
Enough to last a day or two..

Before you know it'll be all gone
The stormy worries, the chilly dawn
For weather changes just  like the time
So I'll write it  down, like some wintry rhyme..




Friday, December 7, 2018

The questions stop

There comes a time when all must be
Silent before the great mystery
Of life of love of things unknown
Acknowledging all is His to own

The questions stop the wondering too
For all is calmed by the  inner truth
Souls enlivened..and touched by grace
Surrender all and give Him space..

Moments ...seconds..all our time
Become a line inside God's rhyme
And we the song that singers sing
Are angel's joy that keeps echoing

So, pausing now.. you should think for real:
What matters most and what is a thrill?
For, both are here and both are loud
But only one can disperse the noisy crowd..

To Heaven's gate and to Heaven's heights
Our hearts should raise our mortal sights
For nothing's worse than having known
A love so pure that we can't ever own



Monday, December 3, 2018

Oh... what is Christmas all about?

Oh what is Christmas all about and what is it ever for?
Is it about any of the gift giving or the long hours spent in the store?
Is it about any of the presents we're getting or the running around here and there
Christmas is about a Little Baby and how His Birth is celebrated everywhere

Oh if this Christmas could be so different 
so unique and so unlike before
We could all be looking for some kind of opportunity 
to welcome the King once more
Like the first Christmas, we  wouldn't find Him, 
amongst the richest or those finely dressed
But instead we might surely find Him 
amongst those ignored by all the rest...

With all of the bows and the glitter the big boxes and all of the toys
It's easy to be caught up in the hysteria and the unmeaningful worldly noise
But apart from all of this gift giving this receiving and this big hoorah
A Baby is stil in the Holiday and He's awaiting the welcome He once saw

Oh if this Christmas could be so different 
so unique and so unlike before
We could all be looking for some kind of opportunity 
to welcome the King once more
Like the first Christmas, we  wouldn't find Him, 
amongst the richest or those finely dressed
But instead we might surely find Him 
amongst those ignored by all the rest...

O would you take time this coming Christmas to break from your normal routine
And seek out the ones, who are forgotten the ones needing some love serene
Would you go out of your way to love them ..to bring them some love.. some smile
Oh then you would surely be grasping it: the message of The Christmas child..

Oh if this Christmas could be so different 
so unique and so unlike before
We could all be looking for some kind of opportunity 
to welcome the King once more
Like the first Christmas, we  wouldn't find Him, 
amongst the richest or those finely dressed
But instead we might surely find Him 
amongst those ignored by all the rest...