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Peace


Stumbling into the eerie peace of early dawn,
Trying to hear the time chimed out by our grandfather clock,
I paused. . .
Our most beautiful autumn
That scene of colorful trees of gold and crimson
 Lay silent. . .
Except for the humming of the winds
Swirling through the leaves.
Taking my walk and run uphill with Goldyn
Led to downed trees and branches.
Evergreens snapped apart
Now lined up like fallen dominoes.
Eucalyptus trees and towering oaks appeared to have just toppled over,
Revealing shallow roots
That stood no chance against ferocious wind.
The serenity of nature lay broken,
Where is this way of peace?

No doubt those people of long ago questioned too,
Since so much time had passed. 
Their world seemed fractured
Their nation ruined, oppressed by Roman rule.
But God in His infinite love,
Breathed Peace in the womb of the Virgin Mary.
Birthed in a back inn stall,
Humbly entering our human life
Jesus the Savior was born.

The Prince of peace,
God Himself came to dwell among us.
He showed us life
Gave up His life
Providing peace with God and man,
Rejoice!
The Way of peace has come! 

Our greeting comes this year quite simply,
May you know God’s Peace today.
A peace that supersedes all understanding,
Not found in worldly values.
May Christ’s peace rule in your hearts
May you rediscover God Himself
That He’s enough for all your crises of this life.

With grateful hearts for each of you,
We send this Christmas greeting,
Circumstances and situations are not the reason for our rest,
The Peace we’ve found lies in our hearts.

Because of the tender mercy of our God, with which the Sunrise from on high shall visit us, to shine upon those who sit  in darkness and the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.”
(Luke 1: 78-79)







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