12/22/24 Through 12/28/24

 12/22/24 through 12/28/24

Sunday

Within the womb there lies concealed

Love's mystery to be revealed

The life within the barren one

Could recognize the Father's Son.

We too should see this little babe

As who He is, our One to save

Our humble King becomes a man

To execute the Father's plan.

Monday

The way prepared is pure and clean

Refining fire often seen

There's quiet needed much by all

To hear and answer well His call.

The call is turn away from sin

To gain a healing deep within

To feel within His warming glow

And so, that inner quiet know.

A restful heart and tranquil peace

Will fill the soul and never cease

When well we follow on His way

Despite the clamor of the day.

Tuesday

The Virgin now in fullest bloom

Could find no inn to spare a room

A stable where the stock was fed

Would be the humble Savior's bed.

Not one prepared to meet this child

Within our world by sin defiled

All busy with their present care

Yet of the Savior, unaware.

But how are you this present day?

Is busyness your chosen way, 

Or have you taken time to see

His quiet love that calls to thee?

We still can make His manger there

A place of love, though simple fare.

Just change what needs a different view

And see that change is good for you.

Wednesday

Creator of the stars at night

You came to bring a lasting Light

You came in newborn flesh and blood

With love to thirsty desert flood.

There laid amid the hay and corn

Is Christ the Savior, humble born.

The stable bright as day with joy

Our God has come a little boy.

Entrusted to the Virgin's womb

In poverty this sacred bloom

To light the world afire with love

And show the way to home above.

The shepherds and the humble see

This Light unto eternity.

A light no dark can overcome

A depth of love no mind can plumb.

Thursday

A birth for death the other day

A death for birth we cheer today

One flesh He took to heal our sin.

One flesh forsook to be like Him.

Don't think of how or what to say

The Spirit speaks that fateful day.

Your blood will water well the field

And those once hard, to Christ shall yield.

There's nothing here that satisfies

All pleasure simply thin disguise.

What Earth can offer pales when seen

Against the light of Heaven's sheen.

So, follow Him in all you do

A cross is also meant for you

But that is how you enter in

And leave behind the ways of sin.

Friday

Beloved one of Earthly fame

Whose love alone ignites a flame

A flame so ages hence would know

The love that Christ our Lord would show

Twas you among His chosen band

Beneath the Cross alone would stand

And share His suffering and pain

To Mother and a Brother gain

The word abides, your pen has shown

Through you the love of God is known

You wrote so joy complete may be

And purest Love all men could see.

Your vision of the wedding feast,

The angels and the ugly beast

Help men to see the fight we're in

Is one of good that battles sin

Through persecution, strife, and pain

The perseverant shall obtain

The life eternally above

For those who live the life of love.

Saturday

Like Bethlehem where Rachael mourns

A deathly pallor here adorns

The ones who see the treasure lost,

Abortion's high and deadly cost.

Not given chance to breathe the air

But swept aside by temporal care

Here thousands every day are killed

To satisfy those selfish willed.

Before too late, I pray they see

The horror of this tragedy

Then turn to God in great remorse

His law of love to then endorse.

The pain of loss won't go away

But hope in yet a brighter day.

The ones that nay could breathe the air

Are offered everlasting fare.