Saturday, 1 December 2007

Coming Christmas

I've heard that it is snowing
With that Christmas atmosphere.
You're planning shopping lists
For the time is drawing near.

The sales are on, you're running fast
To find just what you like,
There's more to bake, so much to buy,
The budget's getting tight.

But, knowing you, you'll pray a lot,
Commit each thought you have
In caring for the good of all
To make another glad.

God bless you at this busy time
As upon His strength you rest.
He will guide you through each day
In Him you will be blessed.

Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems ©2007
Poetry from the Heart

And yet I do love a kind of light, melody, fragrance,
embracement when I love my God; for He is the light,
the melody, the fragrance, the sustenance, the embracement
of life - there in a brilliance that space cannot contain,
a sound that time cannot carry away, a perfume that no
breeze disperses, a taste undiminished by eating,
a clinging together that no saiety will sunder.
This I love in the love of my God.

Reproduced by permission.

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