“You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.” –Isaiah 55:12
Everyone lives in a little town
obscure village, speck in space
lost in universe we are but dust
Creator sees, our father knows
us too intimately, enters a virgin
(god in a womb) angels sing glory!
He came and is coming still to
every little town, knocks at door
will you let great JOY move… inn?
a poem in my pocket 
Dec 17, 2016 @ 10:33:06
Oh this is soo beautiful, Lynn ❤️ Wishing you Merry Christmas (and a wonderful new year ahead) 🙂
Dec 17, 2016 @ 11:57:00
Thank you, Sanaa…may you know peace and joy this Christmas!
Dec 16, 2016 @ 17:38:17
“and is coming still…” that is the meaning of Christmas, right there. Thank you and Merry Christmas, Lynn.
Dec 16, 2016 @ 18:22:45
A blessed Christmas to you and yours, Victoria!
Dec 16, 2016 @ 17:24:51
Yes, of course ~ Love your message Lynn ~ May you have a joyful Merry Christmas ~
Dec 16, 2016 @ 18:21:42
Wishing you a joyous Christmas too, Grace!
Dec 16, 2016 @ 13:33:32
We are but specks in space, good to know there is someone caring for dust out there.
Dec 16, 2016 @ 15:24:51
Yes, his love and care are amazing!
Dec 16, 2016 @ 09:29:15
Very clever plays on words here – sounds like you had fun with this one and it comes across clearly (but also thoughtful).
Dec 16, 2016 @ 10:32:44
Thanks for your comment, MarinaSofia…a joyous Christmas to you!