This poem has a lot to say as we get back to work after Christmas, and as we put the decorations away at 12th Night.
“When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among people,
To make music in the heart.”
Grits and Grains 
Thank you David ,
This poem had been on my heart while I prepared a sermon for this morning . Seeing it on your blog emboldened me to share it with the congregation , and it was so appreciated ,
Lis Wye
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That’s good. These pearls are really for sharing aren’t they, and in as many ways as possible. It’s good to hear from you Lis. Happy New Year to you.
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