after all the hoopla
and packed malls and
office Christmas parties. after
all the noise and ruckus, the world
is quiet. every shop closed. all the lights
turned off. most cars parked and people
in bed. waiting....
for children rolling out of bed
and racing in to drag one and all
to the Christmas tree and all the surprises
3 a.m. Christmas morning.
finally, we can see Jesus. and hear Him.
ALL fades, but HIM.
in Him, and Him, alone,
we put our trust. disease ravaging
those we love. addictions trying to eat
away our earnest reserve to be pure. death
and rebellion stirring the pot in many homes.
in Him, and Him, alone.
He holds our hope. our healing. our attempts at
faithfulness, somehow, amidst the battles, we hold
on to Him with all our hearts and love and devotion.
oh, lead us to the Rock that is higher than we are.
every time. every time. because in Him, alone, He holds our hope.