When you look into the mirror, think not upon how others perceive you; instead, think about how God sees you. To Him, you are the most beautiful thing on earth. And that's all that matters.
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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Christmas Poem

Angels bent low one cold dark night to worship the One whom they adored;
A babe, just born in a stable stall, He was Christ, the Lord.
They braved the cold and endured the smell to hear the lusty cries
Of the Child who brought tears of joy to His mother's eyes.

The angels flew to hills nearby to spread the news of joy.
Shepherds were among the first to hear of the baby boy.
The angels watched as some wise men traveled from afar.
On camels' backs they made their way by following a star.

"Surely," All the angels said, "We won't forget the sight
Of the Son of God coming to earth on this cold, dark night."

December 2008

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