The First Sunday of Christmas
This is the irrational season
When love blooms bright and wild.
Had Mary been filled with reason
There’d have been no room for the child.
Source: Madeleine L’Engle “After Annunciation,” The Weather of the Heart
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- pmPilgrim
- Counselor, writer, retired pastor, amateur musician, generally all-around fun guy. Avid amateur photographer for decades. Married with a grown child.
Some want to live
within the sound
of church or chapel bell;
I want to run
a rescue shop
within a yard of hell.
-- C. T. Studd
within the sound
of church or chapel bell;
I want to run
a rescue shop
within a yard of hell.
-- C. T. Studd
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