Month: December 2022

Christmastime

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A season for the memory of birth
Against the backdrop of a world of death.
A promised king of everlasting worth
In swaddling cloths, now taking his first breath.

A season for the sparkling of light
In contrast to the darkness of these days,
Reflections of the angel’s sign that night,
The hope of rest beyond all holidays.

A season for the fellowship of friends,
For reconciling wrongs and all division,
All rooted in the love that never ends
And growing up into the heav’nly vision.

A season for the change of old to new.
A season for the stories ringing true.

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The Lord who is my shepherd knows my path

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The Lord who is my shepherd knows my path.
When I was lost in darkness, he was there
With purposes of love and not of wrath,
Compassionate and kind and full of care.
He knew how long the wandering would last
And all that would be lost along the way.
He sets all seasons—future, present, past—
Sustaining through the night, bringing the day.
Our Lord is always working, always good,
Always aware of us, our faults, our haste.
Before him, we are always understood,
And with him, there is never any waste.
We make our messes. He is not surprised.
His purposes will still be realized.

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