The Journey's End - Christmas Night
by Connie Faust
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
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She was chosen to give birth to the Son of God; still, she was a teenage girl and the journey was long and brought great disappointments for her and her betrothed.
T h e J o u r n e y' s E n d
Never had she expected it to turn out this way,
jostled on the donkey's back thru all this tiresome day.
The little one inside of her liked to jostle, too;
Mary knew the angel's words would soon be coming true .
It seemed the trip to Bethlehem would never, ever end.
Surely they'd reach a shelter just around the next bend.
Her aching back cried out for rest, a welcoming bed;
was that the Inn of Bethlehem looming there ahead?
She watched as her dear Joseph
knocked on a wooden door,
but at each door he knocked on,
the answer was "No more!"
Her hands reached down to soothe the babe
as he kicked inside;
hopeless tears slid down her cheeks,
and Mary softly cried.
Then she heard a kind voice gently say,
"I know a place."
(He hadn't made the offer 'till he glanced at Mary's face.)
Their haven was a stable; this was Jehovah's provision.
To gladly praise Him for it was Mary's wise decision.
Mary, the little mother, was so weary that long night.
Her baby boy was born as the stars
shone down their light.
She tenderly held the Christ-child,
caressed his fuzzy head,
then laid him oh, so gently in the cozy manger-bed.
Visitors would be coming soon to see her royal son;
an angel's proclamation had told them he was The One.
But for now, she was exhausted
beyond what words could say.
Mary slipped into sweet slumber, nestled in the hay.
"....the time came for her to be delivered. And she gave birth to her first-born son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn."
(Luke 2:6 & 7, RSV Bible)
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|Reviewed by Linda Hill
Beautiful, Connie! I could the pain Mary was feeling but feel her joy when Jesus was born. Awesome!!
|Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia
|Positively gorgeous, Connie.. and I agree with Bonnie (whom I am delighted to see returned!) this IS a masterpiece.
Thank you for the beautiful Christmas card and poem you sent me, too.
The LORD blesses me through you over and over again..
Love you so dearly. I hope you & Bill have a Christmas to treasure.
As ever, Rhonnie
|Reviewed by Dawn Huffaker
|Beautiful! You made Jesus's birth come to life for me. Thank you!|
|Reviewed by Daniel Keith
|Very warm and tender poem. I love the story of Jesus's birth. May God bless you every day of your life.
|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|THIS IS AN EXCELLENT WORK...FROM BEGINNING TO END. THERE IS NO DENYING THE TRUTH OF GOD'S WORD BUT YOUR PHRASES, IMAGERY AND RHYME HAS ENCHANCED THE WONDERFUL STORY OF OUR SAVIOR'S BIRTH SO BEAUTIFULLY. THANKS SO MUCH FOR SHARING THIS ARTISTIC MASTERPIECE. GOD BLESS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|A beautiful retelling of this sacred story...
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Beautifully written Connie. God bless.|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Such a beautiful write, Connie, for this blessed Season. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, and Merry Christmas, Karla.
|Reviewed by Bernice Lakota
|Oh Connie, this brought tears to my eyes. Reminds me of an article I wrote last year called "Love is" I focused on Mary as well. Here my fav stanza
"Then she heard a kind voice gently say,
"I know a place."
(He hadn't made the offer 'till he glanced at Mary's face.)Their haven was a stable; this was Jehovah's provision.
To gladly praise Him for it, was Mary's wise decision."
God richly bless you!!!! lots of love
yours in Christ
|Reviewed by Bonnie May
|OH Connie, so touching and so beautiful written. Masterpiece is the word that comes to mind. Well done my sis, Love and hugs, Bonnie|