Come thou bright and morning star, Light of light without beginning!
Shine upon us from afar that we may be kept from sinning.
Drive away by thy clear light our dark night.
Let thy grace, like morning dew Falling soft on barren places,
Comfort, quicken and renew our dry souls and dying graces;
Bless thy flock from thy rich store
Evermore.
Poem written by Christian K. Rosenroth (1636-1689) and translated by Richard Massie (1800-1887)
Below is my old jingle bell wreath with a new purpose in life, recycling at its finest. My younger son, Lane, put it on the front of his vehicle today and added red tinsel rope I wasn't using. He says it will jingle as he drives, which is a festive sound. Lane said we need Christmas more than ever this year, and I agree. Sunday's message in church was about joy and love as we follow the Bible's message. Merry Christmas friends.
