Dear
Lord:
What
brings me joy
The
phrase pops in my head
Images
flow to and fro
They
remove my weariness and dread.
Those
older boys
They
range from here to there
They are
so much bigger
And the
similarities we share.
Those
little ones
So young
and filled with play
My heart
leaps when I see them
They
brighten up my day.
My wife
so thoughtful
So
loving and so kind
How did
we ever hook up
My words
she makes to rhyme.
Conversations
here and there
About
things that ultimately matter
Amidst
the dross and fog
They cut
through the noisy chatter.
A good
cup of coffee
To start
each and every day
Brewed
already when I arise
Come
world what may.
The Book
someones wrote
Its
origins from above
It tells
the endless story
Of God’s
relentless love.
This
season of the year
It comes
every time
This one
somehow seems different
The
meaning is somehow sublime.
That new
kid in town
One of
my favorite songs
How will
He change the world
Into
something for which we long.
Justice
when we see it
Fairness
and equity is the story
The
Christ child will prompt it all
That is
part of His glory.
The
prophets told about Him
The
stories to us are told
Not just
any child He is
He is
one we hear foretold.
When
noise comes from DC
The
hatred and all its noise
We know
politics is the author
The evil
one prompts too many ploys.
Where
for hope do we go
Or are
we left alone
Across
this space and place
With
anxiety must we roam.
Level
out the paths
Remove
injustice from the world
Base all
upon character
When
noise about us swirls.
Yes,
some things make my heart sing
My pulse
picks up its beat
When
good is seen around us
And
wickedness sounds its retreat.
Things
that bring me joy
My
friends and my kin
The baby
born in that stable
Will
heal my soul within.
Amen. Simplicity
in all its glory.
Amen.
Sing those songs from on high
Amen.
Worship that new born child.
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