How did it feel, Mary, Womb heavy with Christ Child, Tasting the dust of uncertain journey? Were you afraid? When, winding the swaddling clothes, You laid Him in the manger, Were you afraid? Could you trace the nail holes Under his curling fingers, Thorn pricks on the forehead? Could you trace them?
I should bear a warm brown baby, A new world of wonder; But I fear the nails that pierce the spirit, The unseen crosses. How did you feel, Mary, On the road beyond the star-lit manger, Up the hill to crucifixion? Were you afraid? May Miller Just a reminder Family of the real reason we celebrate this day. Let the true spirit of the season be with you today and throughout the new year. And like Mary, be not afraid.Peace, Tenthltr2u