Happy New Year
To all those who Can Hear
Only Look For The Very Best
Discarding the Rest With Cheer
With GOD Ahead of Me
And JESUS By My Side
There’s Nothing I Can’t Do or Decide
In Good Times, I Will Rejoice
In Hard Times, I Will Pray
In All Other Times, I Will Remember
To Do The Very Best, I Can Today
When Time Comes to an End For Me
I Will Gladly Say
Thank You, GOD, for walking with me all the way.
January 1, 2022
Mark Waldrop
Christmas comes with a gentle glow, A season of wonders, hearts to know. A time to believe, to hold, to see, The magic of love in you and me.
The twinkle of lights, the carols sung, The joy of gifts for old and young. Yet deeper still, a truth appears, The power of miracles through the years.
A babe in a manger, humble and small, Bringing a hope that transcends us all. A love so pure, it lights the way, Through winter nights and every day.
So let us believe in the season’s charm, In hearts that heal, in hands that warm. For Christmas reminds us of what’s divine: The miracle of love, your heart, and mine.
A tale unfolds, a melody sweet,
"Come," they beckon, a journey to greet.
Gifts adorned with love, laid at His feet,
In homage to the King, a joy complete.
Yet a humble drummer, giftless it seems,
No treasure to rival the wise men's dreams.
With a beat, a rhythm, his offering beams,
A heart's cadence echoes in silent streams.
Pa rum pum pum pum, the ox and lamb sway,
To the rhythm of love on that sacred day.
A drum played with devotion, a child at play,
He smiled, for in simple gifts, kings find their way.
December 17, 2023
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MarkWaldrop
Amid the lights and holiday cheer, Let us pause and make it clear, The gifts, the songs, the joyful feast, Point to the birth of the Prince of Peace.
Not silver, nor gold, nor worldly treasure, But love eternal, beyond all measure. A Savior born, a gift so pure, For every heart, His love is sure.
The star that shone so long ago, Guided the world to the love we know. In a humble manger, a King was laid, A promise kept, salvation made.
So as we gather this Christmas time, Let His name in our hearts shine. For all we celebrate, all we believe in, Is because Jesus is the reason for the season.
Whether you gather as one or twenty-one around the spread, whether the table is simple or filled with pie, blessing, and bread there’s something far greater than turkey, far sweeter than pumpkin or rolls: it’s the presence of Christ at the table, the One who nourishes souls.
For Thanksgiving isn’t the number, or how fancy the china may be it’s hearts that remember God’s goodness, and voices lifted gratefully.
Some homes echo laughter like music, some sit quiet in peace and grace, but every home becomes holy when Jesus is given a place.
Set Him a seat in the center, not just the edge of the day invite Him into the moment, into the meal, into your praise.
For blessings feel fuller with Jesus, and gratitude deepens and grows when the Giver is honored first gently before the blessing flows.
So whether your home is crowded or you hold this day quietly still, let Thanksgiving be more than tradition let it be worship and God’s will.
Because the table is never empty when Christ is invited to stay and the heart is forever richer when Jesus is honored today.