We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Through the night the lights are bright in colors of such hues, a wondrous sight of white so right as Santa makes the news. Warm the glow seen through the night in yellow, blue, and red. The colors of the rainbow bright as joyous words are said. Through the eve the glowing lights push back the darkness cloak. Decorations, blessed sights with Joy for all the folk. Sweetly bright the lights this night, I stop and ponder God. He's rightly white and veiled from sight. We praise Him and applaud. by Jay O’Toole on November 25th, 2024 ![]() |