We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
We try to keep the pace with gifts, and parties, and the decorations, too. I want to write something, that lifts, that keeps in step each quick day through. The hopeful thing is coffee, tea, and candy mixed with soda pop. It helps you run so fancy free, and buy things 'til you nearly drop. We sign the cards, and send them out, but cry about the ones forgot. That aunt, whose profile's full of pout. 'Til you say, "Sorry!" She's upsot. Just three weeks now, and a little more, 'til things we must achieve are done. Will we remember what it's for this birthday season of The Son? by Jay O’Toole on December 3rd, 2025 ![]() ![]() |