A Little Child

A little child,

a shining star,

a stable rude,

the door ajar,

yet in this place,

so crude, forlorn,

the hope of all 

the world was born.

Anonymous


Wishing you all a wonderful, peaceful, joyful Christmas.

The Irrational Season

This is the irrational season

When love blooms bright and wild.

Had Mary been filled with reason

There'd have been no room for the child.

 


- Madeleine L'Engle

The Irrational Season

This is the irrational season

When love blooms bright and wild.

Had Mary been filled with reason

There'd have been no room for the child.

- Madeleine L'Engle