A Hand Along the Journey: Poems for the King from One Pilgrim to Another

These things I have spoken unto you, that in Me ye might have peace In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer;  I have overcome the world. (John 16:33) “Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.” Matthew 5:4           The third Christmas was entirely different than the first one. A stark contrast of divine protection and devastating loss mark that third Christmas season. When remembering that historical account, we typically emphasize the good and majestic parts of the story, while relegating the terrible events to the background. Perhaps we do so because to look too closely would rouse that persistent question “Why?” which is so often unanswered in this lifetime. Yet, in grappling with the events of the third Christmas, hope can be found for our times. Hope is always worth the work, so here we go…           There is perhaps nothing more beautiful than a mother’s love for her baby. The first Christmas highlights that love. In the soft gl

For Jamie and Judith  "Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,  the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort."  (2 Corinthians 1:3) Jordan Grace “…Let the little children come to Me…” (Luke 18:16) “Jordan Grace, with the beautiful face,” Was our special rhyme-song of love For the daughter we held in love’s embrace, ‘Til called Home by our Father above. Almost three months your sunshine was here, Brightening all of our days. Your brothers hovered protectingly near, In love with your sweet baby ways. And now…now…it’s so very hard – This soul-wrenching moment we’re in – To let go in faith is what is required, So we trust in Him Who’s always been. The I AM of all knew each of your days, And knows all that is yet to be. Our sweet little girl on His face does gaze, In the Sonshine of eternity. “Jordan Grace, with the beautiful face,” Our hearts will always echo. What love has claimed, time can