Hand of the Lamb

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Skin’s so soft, I’m feeling fine bones.

Clenching tightly, I grasp on to hold.

This physical manifestation of what lies beneath

is strength that holds me up, when I can’t seem to breathe.

This hand offers softness in its effort to comfort

smooths over my soul, while giving me support.

I need His grace, mercy, hope and forgiveness

each and every day of my life – if I hope to last.

I need this hand of the lamb as I walk my daily path,

til the day when a hug will take the place of the hand.

 

*Photo CC0 from Pixabay

 

Christmas

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The Christmas Tree is an ancient custom that in modern days represents Jesus as an ever-living life, just as the evergreen tree continues to stay green through the winter. Over the years I have developed quite the affinity for the trim-a-tree tradition; so much so that some years I may have six or seven different themed trees!

My favorite part is the sparkling lights. I like plain white lights; they are like the stars on the night that Jesus was born (I know, I know-they say they don’t know the exact date, but still…). Also, the red ribbon reminds me of the blood that was shed for my salvation, and the reason for the birth of this babe. No matter how much time goes by, my favorite Christmas colors are always red, white and green. The gentle peaceful music and the kindness of the season are also wonderful parts of my favorite time of the year.

On the lighter side, my daughter and I bake cookies every Christmas. Last year I tried to skip it (anyone remember “Christmas with the Cranks?”), but she gallantly rallied and reminded me it was a tradition of the season. She graduates this year and I hope that she’ll still want to bake cookies with me when she comes back home from college. Our frosted sugar cookies make our home smell good, fill our bellies and warm our hearts.

Here’s a steaming mug of hot cocoa and a sweet sugar cookie held up to you as I wish you a very Merry Christmas. Cheers!

My Chai

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Chai is the tea that awakens me

in the mornings, as I speak with God,

energizing and warming my inside

with its steamy spice – I’m in awe.

What makes that creaminess roll

around my tongue so smoothly?

It’s like pulling fresh cream –

from a cow that’s still mooing.

What creates that zing of spice?

Is it anise, nutmeg or cinnamon?

Whatever the blend, I shan’t complain –

but especially don’t forget the cardamon.

Oh chai tea latte, my heart inflates

each day during my Bible study,

when you soothe my soul with luscious tea –

just as the Bible speaks to me.