~ A Christmas Parable ~

A candle in the window burns in the Eve, as I
knock faintly then turn to leave, when a handle begins

to turn and a voice invites me in, guiding me
through a hallway dark and dim, there are
pictures on the wall almost as if they are of me
from a small child to a girl who is now grown
and tall 🕯

Another door opens slowly, and as I peer in

there is a room so grand with an hour glass of
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” 🕯

Good Evening on our 4th day of the Advent Season!

December 3rd 2025

Each CHRISTMAS SEASON angels visit our earth
sharing the GOOD NEWS with all who will listen!

Have you ever wondered if angels get tired and weary?

Do they cry when they see our pain and feel our loss –
When we ignore their care and forget to trust?

Hastening on at the midnight hour
angel’s feet touch the earth – Ever
searching for those who will join in song –
But there are none as mortals sleep
There is no one to share their song
But every year they always return

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Rejoicing in OUR SAVIOR’S BIRTH!
NO LONGER WEEPING!

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November 30, 2025

First Day Of The Advent Season!

Three candles wept in
despair
For light in their
Darkness was their
Deepest prayer

One candle spoke
Its name was Hope
To the three
“What is darkness now
will become light
Though now -It – you cannot see”

In a wreath of green
In a circle bright
Our names will be called

– HOPE
– PEACE
– JOY
And – LOVE

Each Advent week our
Flame will burn
Reflecting the Birth
Of JESUS Our LORD
Dispelling our grief
Giving HOPE to a World
In Desperate NEED!

Wishing all a Happy and Meaningful Advent Season! 🕯 🕯

FOR who can count the leaves of Autumn?
Scattered under sheaves of a harvest
Moon
When at my feet they are bruised . . .

As we begin our Thanksgiving Week to share with Family and Friends

The Earth Has Shared A Good Crop!

“To everything there is a Season
A time to plant and a time to pluck”
[A time to Eat]
[And a time to give Thanks]
“A time to Laugh and
A time to Dance” *

*The Book of Ecclesiastes

THERE ARE SO MANY!

SOME are sad
SOME weep
SOME have needles
That puncture
AND bleed
AND others offer a
HOME to creatures
IN need
THERE are those
That hide among
Scattered
Leaves
ONES that grow
Sweet things to
Eat
AND then I think
A tree planted by
Rivers
And streams –
With roots
Reaching wide
And deep
HELPING others
Through
The storms of life
IS the ONE I might
LIKE to BE!
IF – I ‘COULD’ Be A Tree!

“But for now we see through a
mirror dimly, but then face to face.
Now [we] know in part, but then
[we] shall know just as also
[we] are known”

Quote from God’s Holy Word
‘The Greatest Gift’

‘The Sounds of Silence’ has
inspired these words of my
following poem –

Hello – My Old Friends
WHY have you come to
Visit me again?

JUST when I thought we
Had said Goodbye
WHILE I was sleeping
UPON my head
Troubles abide


YOUR messages stir my soul
AS I ponder why
FOR now I am weak and
Frail
A strange sound of silence
NEITHER asleep or awake


IF I had wings as a dove
Upon its feathers I would
Fly and be at rest
BUT to this
Earth my thoughts are
Tethered and bound
And for now my

OLD friends I must say
GOODBYE AGAIN!

BY the Rivers of Babylon
they sat down
and wept
ALONE and Forgotten
In a country not
their own
TAKEN captive against
their will
THEIR harps midst
willows silent fot lack
of song
IN streams of forgotten
dreams tears flow for
their City of Zion
PILLAGED and seized
~ ~ ~ `

On earth we seek a land
of peace
FOR this is not our home

A land of sadness without
a song
Waiting for
the City of Zion
PROMISED long ago!

This poem inspired by The Book ofPsalms
Chapter 137
God’s People taken captive to Babylon