Dear all,
A poem for you:
Christmas is coming.
Slow down.
Pause.
The heart races
At the thought of family descending…
Veggies to peel, turkey to stuff, presents to wrap, grandparents to fuss…
Slow down.
Pause.
The mind races
At loneliness approaching…
Office party temptations, family holiday regulations, wrapping paper infestations…
Slow down.
Pause.
The palms sweat
At credit cards swelling…
Mary breathing, Joseph walking, donkey pulling…
Slow down.
Pause.
The feet tap
At unwritten cards unending…
A babe’s first cry, salvation arrives.
Slow down.
Pause.
Yours because of Jesus – Neil.
