Friday, December 7, 2018

It's All About The Lamb...

 A-Poem-a-Day Until Christmas

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What's this I see in a feeding trough?
A lamb asleep in a bed of straw
without any blemish to behold…
The Lamb deserves a crown of gold.

What's this upon crossbeams, I see?
A lamb impaled…sacrificially!
I fall to my knees before His Grace.
The Lamb looks down. I see God's face.

From blood that on the lintels be,
from cradle to cross the Lamb I see.
The whole Word holds a mystery…deep!
The Lamb is slain…Salvation reaped!

The Heavens proclaim the newborn Lamb,
only offspring of the great I AM,
Who from that humble bed of straw
became our Savior…
Let's bow in awe!

Maude Carolan

We’ve Been Invited Back
to read holiday poetry at
The Ant Bookstore & Café
Saturday, December 15, at 7 p.m.

Sr. Jane Abeln, SMIC
Pastor EJ Emerson
Maude Carolan Pych
Barbara Williams-Hubbard

for a festive evening
of poetry, music & homemade Christmas cookies!
Admission is free

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