And the Word Was Made Flesh

Lynn Mosher of Heading Home shares today'sbeautifully written, heartfelt poem. Many thanks, Lynn.

Advent King in straw-lined splendor,
swaddled gently at mother’s breast,
God incarnate in a pink suit,
not knowing yet His future test.

In the gentle hush of silence,
soothing sounds of cattle lowing,
angel hosts sing Him their praises,
all creation in glory knowing.

Destiny pressing upon His life,
as crossed shadow falls on His face.
The miracle of the manger
now filled with man’s future grace.






~~Blessings, Lynn~~


I pray you all have a most blessed Christmas. May the One who was born to die fill you with His presence.