We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
To find the place of blessed rest I need to seek the manger bed. He came to live and die as blest, then raise in Hope up from the dead. The manger in a cave with straw was where they laid Him from His Birth. The animals He smelled and saw were made by Him of lasting worth. Retreats we need in Him to be our time away in lasting peace. We carry life so full and free. He bought us this great release. They laid Him in the weekend cave when Death received His given breath for Sin would never find Him, slave, nor would His tomb be decked of heath. The bookends of His earthly days are marvelous to contemplate. two caves observed His swaddled lays, two crosses watched His Presence great. O, bless His sweet Nativity, and rest within, so full and free. we are the chosen He has bought, and daily we are lovely taught. Retreat we find in His dark cave, and Hope He gives to those He saves, for Bethlehem in Christ, we find the rest we need Fore'er and Time. by Jay O’Toole on September 17th, 2021 |