A Living Sign
I know not always how God comes,
but that God comes- this I know.
in an obscure stable,
in splashing waters,
in the breaking of bread
and often, my friend,
incarnate in you,
for God, I believe, still comes in the flesh, in
people.
Now and always
may the Christ in you
keep you
a sign of living love
and love living among us.
-Bonnie B. Belasic
And now, I must get into the kitchen and begin the baking marathon. We've promised our friends at the shelter cookies and hot chocolate tomorrow, and I really don't want to show up with 400 Buckeyes, so I must get to it.
Blessed Christmas to you and yours!
Merry Christmas to you Catherine.
ReplyDeleteThis was a perfect poem.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry I missed it earlier.
Wishing you continued holiday blessings and a Happy New Year.