Keep Some Sacred For Yourself.

Oh you, the generous one with the evermore desire to share. From the time your little fingers touched your first set of blocks, you were told to share. Sharing is good. Sharing is holy. Sharing is love. Afterall, you never asked for life, yet, here you are, receiver of a precious gift given by a loving God. You, the dutiful one have tried your best to pass on the love. Today, with eyes open, you see how culture is twisting the very core of what it means to share. At one time, to share was to portion and give love,…

What Gift Shall I Bring?

What gift shall I bring to you, baby Jesus? Shall I scour and clean for your arrival? Shall I practice a song to lull you to sleep? Shall I work at the stove to make you a meal? Shall I buy you fresh clothes to wrap you warm? Shall I worship loud and long praising your name? Shall I decorate to give you a triumphal entrance? Shall I bring you riches and treasure oh so fine? (Spirit rustles, oh so soft) “No, none of that is needed. Just bring me you.” Me? But, I’m not enough. “Certainly, you are. Your…