Sometimes funny while tragically self indulgent at others these are my experiences and thoughts about my personal life and recovery. Come on in. Relax and enjoy the show.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
At least it's something
Twas' 11 days before Christmas,
around 9:38 when 20 beautiful children stormed
through heaven's gate. Their smiles were
contagious, their laughter filled the air. They
could hardly believe all the beauty they saw
there. They were filled with such joy; they didn't
know what to say. They remembered nothing of what
had happened earlier that day. “where are we?"
asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse. “This is
heaven" declared a small boy. "We’re spending
Christmas at God's house”. When what to their
wondering eyes did appear, but Jesus, their
savior, the children gathered near. He looked at
them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by
name. And in that moment was joy, that only heaven
can bring those children all flew into the arms of
their King and as they lingered in the warmth of
His embrace, one small girl turned and looked at
Jesus' face. And as if He could read all the
questions she had He gently whispered to her,
"I'll take care of mom and dad. “then He looked
down on earth, the world far below He saw all of
the hurt, the sorrow, and woe, then He closed His
eyes and He outstretched His hand, “Let My power
and presence re-enter this land! “May this country
be delivered from the hands of fools” “I’m taking
back my nation. I'm taking back my schools! “Then
He and the children stood up without a sound.
“Come now my children let me show you around.
“Excitement filled the space, some skipped and
some ran. All displaying enthusiasm that only a
small child can. And I heard Him proclaim as He
walked out of sight, “in the midst of this
darkness,” I AM STILL THE LIGHT."