Blessed be the One Who made us.
Blessed be the One Who made me—
made me a man who as a boy fell in
love with Christmas and never recovered—
made me a man who makes wishes on
December stars and calls them prayers—
made me a man who trusts implicitly
in angels and shepherds and the trembling virgin
and George Bailey and little Natalie Wood—
made me a man who would gladly sell the
current equivalent of my watch to buy the
current equivalent of those combs for her hair—
made me a man who weeps when he hears
the first noel and smells the scent of balsam and
hold the ornaments of Christmases long ago.
Blessed be the One. Bless us every one.
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Oh, John! Just beautiful!
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Love this. Merry Christmas John!!
Beautiful ! Bless you John for sending out this blessing through words God-breathed in you, unique to your person yet shaped by our common birth in Jesus !
So beautiful! Thank you for this. I love George Bailey, too. 🙂
Blessed be indeed! Thanks for the blessing of this poem as we move through Advent to Christmas. I love George Bailey, Christmas carols, and yes, old ornaments too. Blessings on you and yours this Christmas season.
I am SOOOOOO glad to hear your voice regularly again. I can’t begin to tell you how much I need your work. It is a calming voice in a world gone mad. I pray God will grant you many more decades to grace the world with your poetic wisdom.