Dear John and all the
wonderful, thoughtful, blessed Doves who
grace this page. I have never posted before but I have been
lurking
here for at least 12 years, reading, learning and like you all,
praying for His soon return. Recently, I have been so longing
for
the Blessed Hope, and realizing that because the Father has not
actually told us the EXACT time of our "snatching away", that I
was
going to just have to keep longing and praying for a while. I
asked
the Lord if He could just give me SOMETHING and to my
astonishment,
He gave me a poem. I wanted to share it with you all because I
know
that like me, you are daily watching and waiting for that day
when
you can lay at the feet of Jesus Christ, worshiping Him face to
face, no longer through the veil darkly. I pray this will
warm your heart at the season of His first coming. God be with
you
all.
John, I am just going to attach the poem. I am not sure how else
to
do this. If there is a better way, please let me know. Thank you
for your many years of work!! You are so appreciated, even by us
"lurkers".
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Thanks, Michaelene!
John
One
Special Day
What was
it like on that long ago day
when Jesus was born and laid in the hay?
When He
breathed his first breath and he cried his first cry did all
of creation let
out a sigh?
Did the rocks
want to shout? Did the trees want to sing?
He is come,
he is here, this baby our King.
Did all of
the animals meet with their eyes?
And nod in
contentment, at last He is nigh.
And what of
the waves? Did they dance high with joy?
In worship
and praise to the wee tiny boy.
Imagine the
sun and the moon and the stars,
Imagine the
planets and galaxies far,
Imagine they
paused, in their journey and ways
To offer this
baby their most joyous praise
Rivers and
valleys
The wind and
the rain
Must have known
He was here
Did they
whisper His name?
What was it
like on that long ago day when Jesus was born and laid in the
hay?