Season 4, Episode 5, You know Jesus, Celebrate

35, 4-5, SHOW NOTES & COPYRIGHTSToday we are going to read about one man’s life leading up to Christmas.   We have 5 poems that I am aware of at the beginning of the podcast.  We’ll have to wait to see if some more pop up before we end.But before we start, I’d like to say that in the last week I have found the telling of the journey of the 3 wise men very intriguing.  Read Matthew, Chapter 2.Our first poem is from God Still Rhymes, © 2019, pg. 78.I decided to start with this one because it describes me too often which made me think that this is me away from the Christmas season.  ONE OF THOSE DAYSSo today I closed my mindLeft it all behindFor no one to findAs if I were blindDidn’t think I was that kindTo be caught in a bindStepping off the lineI thought it was mineIssued a fineNot seeing the signThe walk on the trailA major failCouldn’t make bailCouldn’t send any mailLost my trainOf thought that isOut of the rainTook a quizMy oh myI wonder whyThe rhymeSkipped this timeIt’ll be night time soonLong past the hour of noonA hopeful nightTo overcome the fightWhen all is said and doneA prayer said to the Son(Just because it rhymesdoesn’t mean I want it to be mine.)  As I reflect on this I realize/understand that I need to be in the Christmas season all year long.Discussion:The next three poems are from God’s Rhyme, © 2019.  They were written during the late 1970s and were part of the Jesus Poems manuscript.  They reflect the joy I had found in Jesus, which is what we celebrate now.MY FRIEND JESUS, pg. 5Take my hand as we walk this land,feel the sandas time drifts away,hear what I say,just be what you maywith my friend Jesus. A little boy, a baby girl;sometimes the dayslike a waterfall swirluntil I feel the sun’s rays& I know it’s the Son, Who, tho blinded to some,is Who I will follow. A walk thru a field& I find I must yield,give of myself, die to my wants.I opened the door& found Him waiting there,wanting no morethan that breath of fresh air. I found the way.As people had said,it’s not what you sayor the thoughts in your head.It’s not just the grace of an evening meal.It’s something you always feel,something that starts deep in you heart. Take my hand& walk with me;There is so much to be.Together we can stand,not just the two of us,because we are threewith our friend Jesus.   Discussion:FOR YOU TWO, pg. 7 Thank you Jesus for loving me,            for being able to see            that I am more            than I think I can be. When the world            seems to swirl around            & sounds are blurred,somehow your love is heard. You’ve given me a...