Tag Archives: Christmas

The Colors of Christmas [redux]

Into a dark and sin-filled world A blessed babe was born. To rescue men with blackened hearts He came that Christmas morn. A promised King, at last arrived, His parents tired and worn. No one to welcome their new Son, … Continue reading

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The Rest of the Christmas Story (Luke 2:25-35) [redux]

Just a baby in a manger Holy, precious heavenly child Born in humble, poor surroundings. First born Son so meek and mild. Nearby shepherds hear the story Told by angels, joyous news. Born to you this day a Savior, Resting … Continue reading

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Santa’s Reminder

I had already scheduled to post all of my old Christmas poems because I hadn’t written a new one this year; and then, this morning, I was inspired to write this one.  Hopefully, you won’t feel poetry overload.  Merry Christmas … Continue reading

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Colors

Black was the color of sinful hearts. Black was the midnight sky. Into the darkness, a Light did appear In the form of a baby’s cry. Red was the blood the Light did shed Men’s blackened hearts to buy. Into … Continue reading

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Do you have the JOY of the Season?

I love Christmas! I say that every year, but it continues to be true.  Through the years, through the changes in tradition, through the loss of family members and the birth of new babies, the Christmas Season remains my favorite … Continue reading

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The Evergreen [redux]

I came upon an Evergreen Its branches stark and bare. Its edges sharp and prickly, Poking out everywhere. Its trunk somewhat misshapen; Its needles parched and pale Its roots all bound and withered Neither hearty, whole, nor hale. Fading, failing, … Continue reading

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The Shepherds

by C. K Widmayer Evening comes; sheep safely in the fold. Shepherds settle, as in the days of old. Heat of day turns to pleasant cool. Dark of night displays a radiant pool Stars that shine, and twinkle bright on … Continue reading

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