
Pet's Corner was
another world
all on its own,
with
a unique smell
Forgiveness is
a gift of grace,
done with grace
Strong winds are blowing, heralding changes. God's Spirit is in these winds...
The star in the East,
Rare sight in the heavens,
A sign
that a great King
is born, greater on Earth
than any other
person,
Christmas waves its wings
over this transitory world,
On the first Christmas day,
the Christ Child was born,
The cattle lie quietly in the dark stalls,
The hay smells
fresh and sweet,
In the blaze of the full moon,
the soft light quiets my
heart.
The world lies lustrous at my feet.
High over a woodland lake,
All around was nature's music.
I see the peaceful scene of Bethlehem,
The shepherds in the
fields close by,
Christmas still casts
its poigant meaning
into the hearts
of men.
The Christmas story is so relevant,
perfectly at home in every
age,
fitting into every mood of life,
I know the beauty
that touches the heart
with life-giving
strength.
One day at nightfall,
I was quickly overtaken
by a truly
violent storm.
All of us have our own
private keys to the jewelled
world of the distant past,
a glorious treasure trove
filled with pieces of flotsam,