The crystals glisten on every pinnacle, every cliff. The rose-colored sandstone God-sculpted figures stand guard over the snow-softened desert sage.
The very stones bear witness of that bright white new light in the heavens. They speak in quiet tones about a celestial Happening. The glowing star has returned as it did over two thousand years ago. It brings memory of a blessed story written by men of God and sent down through the dusty ages.
Every year the Event is celebrated across the land created by the One Living God...the wondrous tale of the Birth of His Son, Jesus Christ.
In every clime, where men and creatures exist, His time is celebrated. The wonder of His special night comes quickly (as He promised He would~~) and as the night arrives, the snow blessed countryside and hills await.
In the East comes a brilliant diamond sharp light and Hope lights up in the hearts of man and creature as well as in the very plants and stones.
He is the HOPE of the World. He is the LOVE in the World. He is the PEACE promised us so long ago.
HE is here.
© J.Lurell Bailey 24 Dec 2015
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