Wednesday December 23 2015  SO WE WOULD LIVE

SO WE WOULD LIVE

By Kathleen Martens

December 23, 2015

The night is calling

Come and rest

Tomorrow is full,

You need your zest.

Christmas Eve 

With family near

To celebrate Jesus.

 His story hear.

An innocent lamb

Born to die

Yet a time of rejoicing

And we know why.

An innocent babe

Born to save.

Yet the world

Does not rave.

Take not lightly

The celebration of love

For it’s what he brought

From heaven above.

He brought Love enough

To save all men

From their evil

And all their sin.

So take time

To praise His glory,

And take time

To share His story.

Rest in peace,

The gift He gives

Born to die

So we would live.

A day at home finishing up little things here and there.  And then the phone call to Medicare about a discrepancy in my insurance coverage.  Go figure, it is the government, how can there be a discrepancy? Only one of us is always right and it isn’t me.  Oh well, the alternative of being on Medicare is not what I desire, being that the only way out of it is to either be a congressman, a senator,  President of the United States or to just be dead.  A phone call that lasted over two hours with absolutely nothing accomplished.  But…I’m still alive and that is a good thing (anyway it is for me).

Sounded like a little bit of griping up there after a poem of peace and joy.  I didn’t really mean it as such.  Just the facts ma’am, just the facts.

So now I will turn myself toward the peace and joy I so love and look forward to celebrating Jesus’ birth as we attend our Christmas Eve service tomorrow evening and spend the day with our family.  I pray that all who read this will also have a day of peace and joy and time with those you love. 

MERRY CHRISTMAS AGAIN!  GOD BLESS YOU.