Last night I got home after Jim (husband) was sleeping and he got up early to leave
so I got up as well to see him off.
then I was wide awake so I settled down for some 'quiet-time'
(such as praying for my sister-in-law Karen who is having
a hip-replacement surgery today!! prayers valued)
but, my quiet-time was soon interrupted by a rather
suspicious rustling, so I set the mouse traps I have been saving for Jim to set,
...then returned to reading and writing (a few minutes ago I heard a 'snap!')
The background music and backdrop of poetry is often anything but poetic!!
This poem was inspired in part by a conversation this morning
(while we waited for the coffee to brew) about
how it's harder to get the Christmas 'feeling' as we get older...
Also in part by my devotion passage from Isa.43.
As I read through the chapter I was suddenly so thankful
for the Christmas 'knowing' which is better forever
than just a 'feeling'.
We, by faith are witnesses of Hope's reason!
We are witnesses of wonder!
Isa.43:10-11
“You are My witnesses,” says the Lord,
“And My servant whom I have chosen,
That you may know and believe Me,
And understand that I am He.
Before Me there was no God formed,
Nor shall there be after Me.
11 I, even I, am the Lord,
And besides Me there is no savior.
We are witnesses of wonder...
He whose Word will never dim
Causes earth and sky to thunder
With the evidence of Him...
(upstairs window with a screen was my only option
to capture December dusk yesterday)
a wonder-evoking beauty in spite of being blocked by buildings
We are witnesses of wonder
He whose Word will never dim
Causes earth and sky to thunder
With the evidence of Him
Causes creation to capture
Eyes and ears with sight and sound
Overflowing hearts with rapture
As both great and small confound
We are witnesses of glory
So we may know and believe
In He who fulfilled love's story
Hope, joy and peace to achieve
He whose servant-like behaviour
Purchased pardon for sin's debt
Hallelujah, what a Saviour
Dying in the sinner's stead
We are witnesses of promise
Only faith can apprehend
As we fix our eyes on Jesus
And hope's assurance defend
As we trust the One and Only
Author and Perfecter of
Faith; as His truth cheers the lonely
With His everlasting love
We are witnesses of wonder
Where good tidings of great joy
Break the bars of hell asunder
Through Bethlehem's Baby Boy
Glory to God in the highest
Glory to the King of kings
Glory to His love unbiased
And the hope that Jesus brings
He, wounded for our transgression,
Bruised for our iniquities
Through Calvary's intercession
Fulfilled ancient prophecies
We, witnesses of salvation
We, who by His stripes are healed
Sing with joyful exaltation
For the Lord's pleasure revealed
We are witnesses of 'Knowing'
What the angels sang about
Of the love of God bestowing
Light to pierce shadows of doubt
Of the Word that makes His dwelling
In the likes of you and me
Witnesses of Christ's compelling
Love for all humanity
Janet Martin
