Tonight I just want to share a poem I wrote a while ago.
The Coming
The night was dark and cold
or so I’m told
when God became a man
The stars were bright and clear
seeming so near
when shepherds strode the land
The angels sang for him
a special hymn
praising God’s name
and in a manger bare
with creatures there
sweet Jesus came
The night again is cold
though time grew old
since he was here
his spirit lingers on
in my soul dawns
his presence near
for in my heart I find
Christmas reminds
me he’s not apart
but here to be with me
as long as I can see
him in my heart
Hear God in Other Voices 