For this is the love of God,
that we keep his commandments:
and his commandments are not grievous.
For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world:
For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world:
and this is the victory that overcometh the world,
even our faith.
1 John 5:3-4
We have not taken out very many Christmas decorations yet but
we have set up the Nativity scene to remind us to celebrate
(hopefully daily) mankind's Joy to the world
The thrill never grows old,
of watching little ones gaze at the figurines
and delight to hold them, esp. Baby Jesus!
what joy, in spite of our mistakes
upon earth's eastward skyline breaks
Compassion and courage reborn
Now pales beneath the Master’s hand
The deep that snuffed the sweep that spanned
Our wond’ring gaze with mercy’s ways
And hope that highlights mankind’s days
With purpose greater than the test
To serve love’s sacrificial Best
Now beckons from earth’s eastward brim
With birth of day (a gift from Him)
An urge of wonder stirred and spurred
By He whose Word is not deterred
While proud fools ridicule the grave
And Name of He who came to save
Now unfolds from the love of He
Who authored This
with ‘let there be’
A charge, larger than mortal death
As wonder steals our gifted breath
And bids us look straight in the eye
Of Excuse’s pathetic lie
Now burgeons from faith’s beaming berth
This life’s unprecedented worth
Grace hoists Honour’s uncomely tray
Believe, surrender,
trust, obey
Until wonder fulfills its law
And kindles constant humble awe
As, step by step and hand in Hand
We, armed with Comfort’s kind command
Now we proceed with hope, not dread
And fix our eyes beyond time’s fold
Upon a Prize earth cannot hold
© Janet Martin
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