On the
second day of Christmas my mind is filled with memories and feelings of this
season.
From Thanksgiving to today, from
turkey to ham, from gratitude to gifts.
Gratitude for all that’s
been,
Hope for what is yet to
be.
Sadness and
grief for those who died in the midst of these days intended for joy.
Prayers and tears for the grieving, the
surviving, the battling,
who humble
me with their courage.
My heart is
filled with gratitude for Christmas trees hung with memories,
meals shared with family, carols
sung with gusto, gifts chosen with care,
holiday bread baking in the oven, and gifts given and
received.
I will carry
into the waning days of the year the memory of a Christmas Eve worship filled
with
joyful music, exuberant greetings, illuminating candlelight,
a birth proclaimed, hope announced,
peace promised.
And a
Christmas Day injected with laughter, conversation, gifts unwrapped,
games
played, food eaten, naps taken, hugs given.
On the
second day of Christmas my mind is filled with memories and feelings of this
season.
For
my life changed by the story of one born in a manger,
for
Jesus’ message of love, for faith to see the light in the darkness.
1 comment:
Heartfelt poetry. Nice.
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