Wednesday, December 26, 2012

As Plain As I Beheld It Then

I posted this poem last Christmas, but I like it very much, so I'm reposting it again this year:


“It’s queer,” she said; “I see the light
As plain as I beheld it then,
All silver-like and calm and bright-
We’ve not had stars like that again!

“And she was such a gentle thing
To birth a baby in the cold.
The barn was dark and frightening-
This new one’s better than the old.

“I mind my eyes were full of tears,
For I was young, and quick distressed,
But she was less than me in years
That held a son against her breast.

“I never saw a sweeter child-
The little one, the darling one!-
I mind I told her, when he smiled
You’d know he was his mother’s son.

“It’s queer that I should see them so-
The time they came to Bethlehem
Was more than thirty years ago;
I’ve prayed that all is well with them.”

~Dorothy Parker, The Maid-Servant at the Inn

I hope you've had a wonderful Christmas.  I had hoped to write some of my thoughts, but I'm tired and ready for bed.  I do hope your holidays have been special, and I hope you've had time to stop and reflect on Jesus, whose birthday we celebrate today.

M E R R Y  C H R I S T M A S !

3 comments:

Valerie said...

Yes, I reflected, as I went from family member to family member's houses and mulled over my family's frictions/factions and spats.
We are His family, you know? Merry christmas from the other side of the world.

Faye Lewis said...

Thought I needed to say THANK YOU again for the tailoring book! I pulled if off the shelf last night because it has been far too long since I've made a jacket/coat. Thank you so much again and again!

Anonymous said...

Frictons/factions and spats. I like that.