Saturday, December 24, 2011

The Work Of Christmas

This poem is by Howard Thurman.

Today, as I sit by my Christmas tree, I'm filled with such gratitude for my family and friends.

But, at one time in my life, Christmas was a sad, lonely time. I was "the lost", "the broken".

May I never forget that.

When the song of angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
Then...the Work of Christmas begins:
to find the lost,
to heal the broken,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to give hope to sisters,
to bring peace among brothers,
to make music in the heart
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-- Howard Thurman

God help me let this poem guide my actions and my thoughts throughout the coming year.

Merry, Merry Christmas....

Love,
Jenny

3 comments:

  1. Merry Christmas Jennifer & Nina & Tyler!

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  2. This is beautiful...touched my heart.

    Thanks,

    L Brenner

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  3. It touched my heart too, Jennifer!

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