A Christmas Reflection

As the Christmas lights dim and carolling ceases,

Children’s toys litter the floor in pieces –

My reflective mood comes to the surface again;

Time to stop and pick up the pen!

I’m too old to believe in fairytale life,

As I read of bushfires and growing strife,

Yet there’s something that gives me hope for the ‘morrow –

Setting my confidence, parting from sorrow.

I keep coming back, knowing once more,

I must share these thoughts, each heart I implore;

That babe in the manger not weak as we thought –

He took on hell and in power he fought –

His death stamping out the sting in our own;

We no longer had to go it alone.

Hope came to us that Christmas night –

And when all has gone dark, He will be our light.

Traditions come and go but His love will remain,

Holding us through seasons of joy and pain;

Guiding us when our way is unclear –

Steadfast every day of the year.

© M.R.P 2.1.20

Published by mezruth

I am a wife and a mother of two beautiful and spirited young children, living in Australia. Unashamedly, I am a follower of Christ; He is my daily hope and inspiration. I enjoy dabbling in a range of hobbies ! These include (but aren't limited to) gardening, cooking, making cards, playing piano, singing, writing letters, journalling and walking in nature/ identifying animal species. I find it hard to make time for myself but I'm learning that life is too short and sometimes things must be scheduled in or the days slip away without much change. Family and friends are very important to me and I am happiest when I live my life in community.

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