The Bungee Cord. 12-18-23
Hello,
‘Twas the week before Christmas and all through the world
In homes where love and compassion aught reign
Words, shot like cannonballs, brought nothing but pain.
And people who’d ne‘er seen the other’s eyes
Were convinced that they lived despicable lives.
Neighbors nearby and neighbors oceans away
Saw pain in each other’s hearts but had nothing to say.
Hungry children all over cried themselves to sleep.
Old folks looked into tomorrow and could do nothing but weep.
Confusion and fear old ideals sand blasted.
Babies with the water were together out cast.
Though wisdom would warn ,“Danger, stay away!”
Love pulled like huskies tied to a runaway sleigh.
Running into the storm with reckless abandon.
A destination to reach with unstoppable passion.
Arrived a born baby in a Bethlehem manger
Divinity, purely Love, birthed no longer a stranger.
Tears from his eyes and cries from his lungs
Flowed into the world from this infant so young.
Flowed into the pain and the and worlds confusion
With a power to heal by a cross bled transfusion.
Giving life to bold hope in every generation,
An infusion of peace in the arm of each nation.
Hope and peace that no might could extinguish,
For it was an explosion of God's infinite wish
A wish and a will that suffering would end
In hearts, in homes, and all creation extend.
An explosion of grace that echoes once more
This Christmas day when we come to adore
The one whose throne was a cattle food trough,
Then a wood cross, and now in glory aloft.
Adore the One whose call is, “Do not fear!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a blessed year!”
Penned by me, Jerry Nuernberger.
Have a great week.
God’s grace and peace, (ggap)
Pastor Jerry Nuernberger
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