And yet…

It's Christmas

Our lives are brightened and emboldened by the birth of Christ
not because of who we are, but because of who he is.
He was born in a stable, hardly a place to inspire wonder.
And yet… we decorate with gold and silver, red and green. Why?
Is it to signify the light that came into the world?
I like to think so.

Christmas carols seem inappropriate in a hurting world,
and yet… the increased kindness in this season speaks
of an underlying music we can’t identify in any other way
than the Spirit alive and at work in the world,
a tune that gives hope.

We look at the Christ child full of
innocence and tranquility, just a baby, and yet…
he heralds the promise of peace on earth,
new born in the hearts of
peace-makers around the world.

We see the simple shepherds
– the first to hear the news –
and think, so what?
And yet… the message is clear: to God,
each of us is special, no matter who we are.

We hear choirs, powerful and joyful voices
telling a story that touches
any and all who listen, annoucing
Emmanuel, God with us!
Born a child who would become a Savior.

We see the wealthy magi
as they bow and give him gifts,
wisely seeing more than meets the eye.
This child touched their hearts,
as he does all who seek the Light.

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Image: clipart.com

 

Christ Child – 24th Poem of Christmas

Ring out the news
Christmas bells ring and chime,
Heralding news, happy and sublime.
Resonating with sounds transcendent,
Inspiring hope and joy, all magnificent.
Sing we now with heaven’s angel throng
This happy news in heartfelt song.
Comes He now, a wee infant heart,
Hearing, seeing, breathing, life to impart.
Immanuel, God with us now and forever,
Leading us to live, laugh, and endeavor,
Declaring faith and joy at the birth of this baby boy.

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Image: From the web

Angels – 18th Poem of Christmas

Angels Sing

 

Angels sing, their voices ring,
Nobel, watchful, awaiting the king.
Glorify God! They cry in the night,
Extraordinary, the gift of Grace comes in Light.
Let all humankind embrace this babe so mild,
Sleeping in a manger here, He is the Christ Child.

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Ceramic angel given to us by a friend several years ago.

 

Baby Jesus – 9th Poem of Christmas

Baby Jesus

 

Behold He comes in quiet grace
A child so small, fair of face.
Believe, this gift of love is for all,
You, me, and each one who hears faith’s call.

Justice in His every lesson,
Each a message, and a blessing.
Son of God, what does He say?
Ushering hope and trust each day,
Sacred yet human, He comes this way.

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Ceramic Nativity