'Twas the Night Before Any Day
In honor of Poetry Month, I am posting a poem here that I wrote in 2005 in the "Night Before Christmas" theme.
'Twas the night before Christmas
And my heart felt like lead
If it was possible
I'd think I was dead.
'Twas the night before Christmas,
And Jesus Christ said,
"Let you heart be not troubled;
Let it not be filled with dread."
~John 14:1~
"But," I said aloud,
As I scuffed my shoes' toes
"'Buts' not allowed! God shouted,
"Do you discern which way the wind blows?"
~Job 38-41~
"Good grief," my thoughts raced,
"There's trouble; despair!"
And God simply whispered,
"I know each of your head's hair."
~Psalm 139~
"I need some help!" I cried,
Falling desperate, to my knees.
"Do not worry. See the lilies?
Solomon's splendor was not like these."
~Matthew 6:25-34~
Even David wrote
In his poetic diary:
"He who dwells in God's shelter
Rests in the shadow of the Almighty."
~Psalm 91:1~
Where is God's shelter? I wondered
Shelter is my need!
Jesus pointed to Paul's letters.
"Read them and take heed."
~Philippians 4:6,7~
So finally I looked up
And offered my empty hands.
Eyes opened, I replied, "Thank You,
I will follow Your commands."
'Twas the night before CHRISTmas
And God's hope draweth near.
"Fear not!" is His answer,
Our hope, and our cheer.