The Work of Christmas

The Work of Christmas

When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and the princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among brothers,
To make music in the heart.

This poem was written by Howard Thurman, I can not tell you when or where I first read it. I was reminded of it this last weekend while attending the Winter Concert at North Scott High School her in Eldridge. It was part of a piece sung by the North Scott Singers that brought a tear to my eye. With all that is going on in our cities, states, country and world, I thought it was of value to share.

I am because We are -Ron


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