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Thursday, December 30, 2021

Poem: “Christmas Comes” by Ann Weems

 Christmas comes every time we see God in other persons.

The human and the holy meet in Bethlehem 

or in Times Square, 

for Christmas comes like a golden storm on its way 

to Jerusalem – 

determinedly, inevitably ….

Even now it comes 

in the face of hatred and warring – 

no atrocity too terrible to stop it, 

no Herod strong enough, 

no hurt deep enough, 

no curse shocking enough, 

no disaster shattering enough.

For someone on earth will see the star, 

someone will hear the angel voices, 

someone will run to Bethlehem, 

someone will know peace and goodwill: 

the Christ will be born!

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