Love Himself Came Down at Christmastime {A Poem}

Love Himself came down at Christmastime, And it looked nothing like they had expected. Born in a cave, far from the comforts of home, Heralded by cosmos and angels above. “Good tidings of joy!” The cherubim shouted Joined by the galaxies’ symphonic rings. “Good news, dear ones,” The Father whispered As He watched from above the unfolding scene. The Baby looked up past His mother …

The Best Lesson My One-Year-Old Taught Me

Dear daughter of mine, I see you. How you move through your day like a child in a candy store, each new task a delicious challenge, each object something to be marveled over, to be explored. You’re not concerned about what the world thinks about you. You don’t stay up at night worrying about bills or calories or Facebook statuses. …