The
Keeper missed it all!
It
was a busy time, you know
With
weary travelers needing rest
The
Inn was full, he did his best.
The
knock seemed out of place
“No
vacancy” was clear to all
There
was no room left anywhere
For
Nazareth folk for him to share.
A
noise was heard next door!
The
lowing sheep and cattle stall
Was
found to be the only place
For
God's dear Son to find a space.
The
Virgin soon gave birth
Upon
a dirty stable floor
The
Baby's cry was heard that night
While
angels bathed the earth in light.
The
Keeper missed it all!
The
promised King had come to earth!
Had
he but known, would he have shared
Some
little space? Would he have cared?
Yet
Christmas comes again
And
yuletide music fills the air
Stop
long enough to hear His voice
He
knocks and waits! Make Him your choice.
B.
Pent
1 comment:
Beautiful poem, Papa!!! What a wonderful message! (I can't wait to see you again!!!!)
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