“Faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns.”
– Anne Lamott
Thanks Sue, for such a lovely prayer of comfort and hope to share with all. Blessed Christmas to you! ヅ
Angel Prayer.
Sweet Angels gather around my bed
Please take up the names I have said.
For healing thoughts tonight I’ve given
Send them swiftly back to heaven.
So that a host of healing love
Can shower down from those above
To all the names my prayers beseach
Bring love and comfort that they seek
To all the children abused and scared
And to those whose speech impaired
A friendly smile to warm their heart
And bring those comfort whom depart.
Let your Angel wings descend
To give them strength, let’s not pretend-
That all is right within this Earth
But help reveal each owns true worth.
Dear Angel whose light’s so bright,
Help mankind see his plight.
And help him balance all his ways
Or numbered too, are all his days.
To all in China, still spare a thought
Rebuild the lives…
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Every time a hand reaches out
to help another….that is Christmas!
Every time someone puts anger aside
and strife for understanding…that is Christmas!
Every time people forget their differences
and realize their love for each other…that is Christmas!
May this Christmas bring us
…closer to the spirit of human understanding,
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…closer to the blessing of peace!
Have a pawesome, ameowzing and purrrrrfect Christmas!
LITTLE tree
little silent Christmas tree
you are so little
you are more like a flower
who found you in the green forest
and were you very sorry to come away?
see i will comfort you
because you smell so sweetly
i will kiss your cool bark
and hug you safe and tight
just as your mother would,
only don’t be afraid
look the spangles
that sleep all the year in a dark box
dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine,
the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads,
put up your little arms
and i’ll give them all to you to hold
every finger shall have its ring
and there won’t be a single place dark or unhappy
then when you’re quite dressed
you’ll stand in the window for everyone to see
and how they’ll stare!
oh but you’ll be very proud
and my little sister and i will take hands
and looking up at our beautiful tree
we’ll dance and sing
“Noel Noel”
– E. E. Cummings (1894 – 1962)