Poetry

The Spirit of Christmas (The Christmas Star)

As the season commences they hang up a bright shining star,
That recalls a tale when it was seen by both men, near and far.
When long ago and far away through the darkness, shone a ray,
In the city of Bethlehem that knew no night as bright as day. Continue reading

Poetry

Mary, Our Mother

Mother most gentle, most kind and pure,
She who was chosen to bring Christ to us all;
Many still lived, more powerful and fun,
Yet the littlest and humblest would bear God’s son.

Spouse of God’s spirit, she was one with the Lord,
Blessed is the fruit of her womb- the son of God;
She became the channel of this Holy Incarnation,
Can’t we then through her, taste Him who is our cup and portion? Continue reading