Peace, Joy, and Love - Christmas

The countdown is on until the magical day when the world stops and family becomes most important in our lives. It is four days until Christmas morning, but my mind continues to race with thoughts of unfinished tasks and a “to do” list more than a mile long. I thought a break for all of us might be the closest thing to sanity these next four days. So pull up a chair and hold a nice warm brew in your hands...let the steam billow from the mug and touch your cheek softly and be reminded that Jesus is the reason for the season as you read my poem.

Hush now do you hear me sing,

I sing to you and song of peace,

The day comes near,

When I was born,

To quiet the ache of the soul.

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Hush now do you hear me sing,

I sing to you a song of joy,

For though I was born,

That I might die,

Hope arose from behind the stone.

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Hush now do you hear me sing,

I sing to you a song of love,

Sing back to me my sweet child,

There is no greater gift I should want,

For you to believe and rejoice!

Do you hear Him? He waits and longs to sit awhile and talk with you. Slow down from the hustle and bustle of this Christmas season…just five minutes…and let Christ sing over you! Let him renew you with his peace, fill you with his joy, and lavish you with his love!



A Christmas Extravaganza



The ice skaters are a new addition this year!



My new purchase this year! I love this bucket!

The bay windows in the kitchen!

I love the wreaths on the windows with the red cardinals placed below!



My favorite Santa!





My mantle...simply beautiful!



Isn't he awesome!

And this my friends is what it is all about...
a babe in the manager...
born to die...
to save a sin sick world...
That's how much He loves you!



Horn of Salvation

Though she loved him, he loved her more. She didn’t know in that moment of joy; He came to die. He came to save her and the entire sin sick world. In time, she would realize just how much he loved her as he would ask John to care for her as he agonized upon the cross.


But in this precious moment surrounded by only the lowly animals of the stable, she wished never to forget the little hands…the tiny feet, the bright star in the clear night sky, and the wonderment painted on Joseph’s face. Her hands trembled as she feared to touch the Holy Child…her son…Jesus. She took hold of the King of the Most High…pulled him close…cheek to cheek, and began to cry.

“I love you.” She whispered softly.

The babe’s heart beat a lullaby of peace to her anxious soul. And there that beautiful night when the horn of salvation resounded in an infant’s cry, Mary treasured the moment and would forever ponder all this that was given her.

Will you take hold of the King of the Most High this Christmas?

Will you dare to pull him close, cry a loud, and say…

“I love you Jesus!”

Sit quietly long enough to hear his heart beat a lullaby of peace to you.

Remember…

Treasure…

Ponder as Mary did so long ago…

Christ was born to die…

For you!

That just how much he loves you!