Sunday, December 30, 2018

2019 Under Construction









This year, as I feel my breath upon the door of 2019, I find myself reflecting on the old and the new.
If we make it through the door of the new, who is to say whether we will see it through, but if we do, I am talking to you.  Before we look forward to the new year, we must bid those we left behind a fitting adieu.  If we only we could have bought them more time, if only.  Oh, if only.  There is nothing we could do to keep them here.  They have celebrated their last New Year, pondered their last problem and are now from the cares of this life.  We, however, are very much up to our necks in life.  So, as we look in the rearview and cast our eyes ahead, in their honor, let us contemplate how we can end the bloodshed and the hatred that they were born into.  Let us also, in their honor, consider the world’s present state.  What is to be our fate if we don’t do something to change those things that will eventually destroy us all.  How can we avoid the almost inevitable fall of mankind?   I am not trying to paint a picture of gloom and doom, but it’s clear we are adding down a dark path.  We have got to make this year different.  Collectively, we must consider our direction.  Individually, we must ask ourselves what we are willing to commit to in 2019?  Will we destroy or create?  2019 is a slate yet clean.  If we are blessed, we will have 365 days to place under construction.  What are we going to create?  Will we create harmony or discord?  The choice is ours to make.  In honor of those who no longer can have the ability to create a better tomorrow, let us make a vow to not only build a year that they would be proud of but to also build a world that they would have been proud to be a part of.  2019, under construction.  What are you going to build? 







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Friday, December 7, 2018

Story Without End

There is a story that began long ago
One we all know
I call it a story without end
Because it has been told again and again.
Year after year
It reaches ear after ear.
It is a story about a little baby boy's immaculate birth,
and how he came to earth to give life to the dying.
It is a story that encourages us to keep trying
And to have hope
Above all hope.
For those who believe the impossible can be,
It is more than a story
It is reality
A love to be treasured
From one who loves beyond measure
A love to be treasured
From one who loves beyond measure.
It is a story that imparts
Love to every heart
It is the reason why we celebrate with great joy
The birth of one baby boy
Tell the story
Tell of his glory
Let the world sing
Halleluiah to our King
Come let us adore this holy one
For all the days to come
Celebrate,
Celebrate his birth
For he came to bring peace on earth
Remember the story,
Tell the story
Again and again
For it is the only story without end.

copyright 2010 Patricia Newman Harris
Matters of the Heart