Twirling Girl: A Christmas Poem

Dust swirling ‘round diminutive feet Broom brushing dust away Calmly singing, twirling girl Found unsuspecting, today All alone she was, she thought Tending to homey tasks A presence, a light, peace with fright Cherubic voice; she gasps A message bold to simple girl From Eternity into Time God in flesh, born to die Contented womb, READ MORE

The Lord Remembers

The large crowd suggests that it was early afternoon, but it really doesn’t matter. The important thing is what happened to Zechariah. The supreme moment of his Levitical service had arrived. The lot had fallen his way. The Privilege was finally his. When word came that the duty was his, Zechariah no doubt saw his READ MORE