A Christmas Parable

“An hour glass of passing
Sand . . . From a small child
To a girl who is now grown
And tall” . . .

Even though the way may be
Dark – Unable to find your
Way!

Another door opens slowly, and as I peer in, there is a room so grand
with an hour glass of passing sand. A chair sits in the middle and I take a
seat, as a kind gentle Man beckons me to come with a candle in His hand,
explaining to me – “When you were weary and could not find your way, your path
was dark and you were sure you were lost, your candle with only a flickering
flame – I was always there to lead you – To remind you on this Christmas Day” 🕯 🕯 🕯 🕯