Devotions with Pastor Donny

Come let us celebrate the Christ of Christmas
Let us kneel and bow and venture somehow
To credit the wonders, he has wrought
Let our babbling language find it’s tongue
Amidst hoarded hopes fed through prophecies rung
Billowing gospel news by angels sung
And so Wanamaker Woods will say the big nouns:
Joy, Glory, Peace
And live the best verbs:
Love, Forgive, Save
because of the gift He gave
 
For the vast maker of earth, cosmic in His grace
Locked Himself within a little space
Whimpering weakly in a world He made in strength
He could not walk who strode the galaxies
His hands light years’ wide
Now tiny and chubby-fingered, then at His side
For the dying world weeping in the night
He let not languish without the light
You sluggish quasars cease cosmic flight
Awake, oh you galaxies
Polaris and Betelgeuse bow your heads
For the Child has come and the plague has fled
Hope has dawned and death is dead
 
Merry Christmas,
Pastor Donny