After running errands on the way home, I lay down for a nap, exhausted from a busy week and then being sick for a few days. Words drifted into my mind as I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, I reached for a pen at my bedside, snatched a leftover scrap of funky reindeer wrapping paper from the floor, and wrote. I fiddled with it more later, and here we are, just in the nick of time. Though not the most polished poem I’ve written, it’s a dreamy reflection of what my own heart needs and can receive when I take the time to ponder the message of Christmas grace. Maybe it will speak to you, too.
You might also like the two Christmas carol posts I did in my Strength in Hymn series at Watch the Shepherd.