12/28/25 Through 1/3/26

 12/28/25 Through 1/3/26

Sunday

Feast of the Holy Family

(Can be sung to the tune of "Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence")

Holy families change the world

They embrace the Cross of Christ

Giving love at every moment

Much is daily sacrificed

Teaching how to love our neighbor

Deeper into love enticed

Focused on the Holy Family

Listening as Joseph did

For the Holy Spirit's guidance

Ready for what e'er He bid

Trusting Providence to guide him

When the end to him was hid

Holy mothers model Mary

Saying yes to all He asks

Docile hearts to offer daily

Loving best in all her tasks

Pure reflection of His glory

In the light of love she basques

Children learn to love each other

Working for the good of all

Placing needs of others forward

Even as they only crawl

Training to be good and holy

Ready to receive their call.

Monday

Darkness is none but the absence of light

There's nothing to fear, for it can't win the fight

All that is needed for light to prevail

Is simply a lifting of darkness's veil

His light filled the Temple that glorious day

In quite an exceptional, yet humble way

The prophet foretold of the Light that would be

Revealing the Father and setting hearts free

All nations would see what the darkness concealed

For Light would have vic'try with Jesus revealed

But not without pain and a sword through the heart

Much grace would be given in love from the start

Tuesday

Through prayer and fasting, wisdom comes

The aged recognized the Son

She spoke of Him to all about

For faith she had without a doubt.

He's not for just the aged ones

Who, past their prime, the timing runs

But young and virile need to know

Enticements of the world must go.

Wednesday

The end is near, the day is done

But is the final vict'ry won?

We cannot say if still we live

For there is yet more "All" to give.

He wants not part, or most, or some

He wants the "All" from everyone.

For "All" He gave in love to be

United for eternity.

But unity cannot be found

Without our turning "All" around

And facing Love in humble praise

With "All" exposed to healing rays.

Already, "All" is clearly known

But if our pride of will is shown,

In arrogance, to call it good

Then we reject the Holy Wood.

The Cross, on which, was freedom won

With blood of God's most perfect Son

For freedom comes when we repent,

But gnashing teeth where pride is sent.

So, "All" is what it takes for love

And life eternally above.

Hold nothing back in selfish sin, 

But give your "All" to freedom win.

Thursday

The blessing of God received in the Son

The word passed through prophets, at first was begun.

But now in this age, the Son has arrived

To cure and make well all the sick and deprived

May God, in His mercy, have pity and bless

Our sins, we must all, in repentance confess.

His face shines upon us with mercy and grace

To usher us into His Heavenly place.

No longer as slaves, but as sons of the King

With robe, and with shoes, and a royal son's ring.

The message made known on a cold, starry night

With Jesus, the Heavens and Earth would unite.

The Mother, she kept all these things in her heart.

Never wanting that she and her Son be apart.

Once promised a sword would be running her through.

That love would mean suffering, somehow, she knew.

Friday

The Baptist, forsaking the comforts of men,

Would preach to the masses, and then preach again

To leaders and elders who questioned his word

And failed to repent, as they clearly had heard.

His voice was quite powerful, calling for change

Although his attire and diet were strange

Repent, and be humbled, for soon there will be

A One who is greater and stronger than me.

He walks here among you, Messiah and Lord

As sent by the Father with blessings outpoured.

Make straight His path, and prepare ye the way

The Master is coming and will not delay.

His message remains in effect still today

Repentance is needed for finding our way

All sin be renounced, and His glory proclaimed,

Or choose to be lost, and forever ashamed.

Forgiveness He offers while we can still breathe

The sword of His righteousness, humble can sheathe.

His mercy is offered if pride we forsake

And then of His glory, and honor partake.

Saturday

How wonderful, His Holy Name

The Man of everlasting fame

The One who made the Earth and sky

And came upon the Cross to die.

For blood alone can purify,

And blood is used to sanctify

What's set aside for holy use

The grip of sin on man, to loose.

We look upon the Cross of Christ

And see how sin is highly priced

For in our sin we've turned away

From what they've brought our Savior's way.

His Sacred Name, so oft abused.

In empty ways, by foolish used

Each sin, another painful wound

Until at last, our Savior swooned.

Come look upon the Cross and see

How much He suffered there for thee

And as the Temple veil was torn

Let Christ again, in you, be born.

Then speak His name in Holy ways

In all of your remaining days

And lead the other blind to see

How good the Savior was to thee.