Christmas Awe

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The winter seems to snuggle in

The mist forms every night

Weaving a bond between the dark

And the first morning light.

 

It’s in the hush of long, dark days

That I have time to pause

And ponder what the season brings,

Remembering the cause.

 

The sights, the sounds, the fragrances,

Blessings in their own right,

Are lost within the bright array

Of a cold, starry night.

 

Mankind boasts of great inventions,

Some do inspire awe,

But nothing we do can compare

With God’s eternal law

 

Which shaped the universe, so vast,

The molecules so small,

And the Grace born on Christmas day

To save us, each and all.