The inn was filled with travelers,

Weary wanderers looking for rest from a difficult journey,

Skies grew dark and stars began to glisten across the desolate fields,

Sheep  snuggled together to rest,

Shepherds watched, listened and waited,

Like any other day,

Still something was different,

Silence filled the air,

A brilliant light appeared in the sky,

The stillness was broken by the sound of an angelic choir,

Singing praises to God,

In a refuge for animals,

A stable small,

With only a feeding trough to serve as a cradle,

A child was born,




Mighty God,


In that most unlikely place,

Christmas was born,

Now is the time,

to make room,

For this tiny child,

For the Son of God,

Within our hearts,

As the shepherds stood in awe,

The angels said to them,

Do not be afraid,

Promises from God,

Fulfilled in a most miraculous way,

In lowliness, humility and poverty,

The King of Kings comes to us.




As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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