We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Christmas: O'er, but not forgot, always needed, hits the spot. Bless-ed day to praise the Lord, Chosen Lamb, Incarnate Word. The after day, great truth we know. We praise Him all these days below. We joy to seek his Presence here, to give our best, and then it's clear. What can't we do with Christmas past? He came on a mission ever vast. He gives us Hope and hearts a flight. He gives us Day, that knows no night. To Christmas music e'er we list. We seek His face in times like this. We know His grace and lay down fear. He comes we know. Our ears they hear. Each Christmas writ on leaves of Time, forever held in Hands Sublime. Each moment's Christmas through the Day. Christmas carols always play. by Jay O’Toole on December 26th, 2021 |