Three Talented Men (poem by me)

There was a man
who played the horn
every so often
and when asked if he had talent,
he said, “I’m not good at anything.”

There was a man
who played violin
on the streets of New York
and people put down their windows
to listen to him share his talent.

There was a man
who sang in the choir
every Sunday
No one could hear his talent
for his voice blended with others.

The first man received nothing,
The second earned peace from troubles,
The third gained his heart’s desire,
And justice was served to all.

“Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.”—1 Peter 4:10

 

Meaningful Christmas (poem by me)

As I choose my Christmas tree, 
I meditate on the Trinity
For the pine is only one,
but its points consist of three. 

As I untangle a light string, 
I meditate on this awesome thing:
The light of the world is Jesus, 
my Messiah and my Holy King.

As I top the tree with a star, 
I see three wisemen from afar,
behold Mary hushing her Son,
through a stable door left ajar.

Underneath, I stack wrapped presents,
like jars of gold, myrrh, and frankincense,
Bestowed on a sleeping baby
who knew not their treasured contents.

When my kids run down the stair, 
Wrapping paper flies everywhere. 
Our smiles stretch from ear to ear,
as I read the Bible from my chair.

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Excuses (poem by me)

I was lounging in plain sight,
He appeared and said “Write!”
I said, “Paper is fresh out,”
Legal pads, college-lined, and rose-scented paper
suddenly delivered in fresh stacks all about,
Then He vanished in a foggy purple vapor.

Again I began lounging outright,
He reappeared and told me to “Write!”
I said, “Pen just ran out of ink,”
Ballpoints, gel pens with comfort grips,
feathered quills and inkwells came about in a blink,
Then He disappeared like the sun during an eclipse.

Once more He was there. “Write,” He said.
I replied, “I am afraid to see what’s in my head.”
He said, “Don’t be afraid, dear daughter.”
Then He produced a lake of still water.

Wearily, I looked inside.
Carefully, I wrote.
Tragically, I shrieked.
Frantically, I cried.
Then He held me,
And I was satisfied.

“He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters.” -Psalm 23:2

© 2015 Kim Bond

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Christmas Thoughts

As I decorate my Christmas tree, I think of how the fir was used to explain the Trinity. It has three points, yet is one tree.

As I string on the lights, I meditate on this: Jesus is the light of the world.

As I top it with a star, I reflect on how the magi followed the Star of Bethlehem to see our Savior.

When I put the gifts underneath, I imagine the gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh presented to Him.

As I fill my children’s stockings with candy canes, the shepherds that visited Jesus and their crooks come to mind.

When I decorate with red, I meditate on the blood shed by our Messiah. When I trim the house in green, I consider the everlasting life God gave to me.

Early Christmas morning, the kids run downstairs. Wrapping paper is flying and the kids are all smiling. Then they gather round to hear the Christmas story read from my Bible.

(From Luke 2:16-21) “So [the shepherds] hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

On the eighth day, when it was time to circumcise the child, he was named Jesus, the name the angel had given him before he was conceived.”

Thanks for reading my blog so I could share with you my thoughts and meditations at Christmastime. May the birth of Christ be our focus this year and every year. Our Messiah has come to earth to save us from our sins. Our joy should be full and overflowing. I pray your Christmas is merry and meaningful.

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