As we all stand as one…against this plough

it’s not easy to think on …His Birth

the disheartened toss to and fro

dealing with everything going on now

not easy to lift eyes from pain…to mirth

Visions of The Messiah are dimmed

'He understands'…that’s what some say

thus, embraced…is the comfort of pity-blow

the Miraculous is not reverend…

with the used excuse…'it’s okay'

But consider…was not His dawning for such an hour…

spying 2020…before…He began the earth’s swirl?

then prepared Himself a womb…low

coming forth that we should have power

to conquer hardships in this present world

So, breathe…air…flowing from another time!

usher in thoughts of His First Season…

back there in Bethlehem so long ago

let memories of stars and angels… shine!

setting in motion this moment’s reason

Allow His Joy to lift the burdens we bear…

for it is a Time of Rejoicing…O, do not delay!

His Victorious Love is ours…it'll keep us in tow

and as we Glory on the Babe…born…to repair…

let's Celebrate His Advent…Christmas Day!

Matt 1:18-25, Matt 2:1-11, Lk 2:8-20, Jhn 16:33

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