Artic winds are howling outside my kitchen door. Gray skies are
threatening more snow. But, the chill out there vanishes with the warmth in
my heart, the warmth that’s nourished by friends, good friends, old friends,
new friends, and true friends. This Christmas time, the season of love, I’m
filled with awe. The love of friends is so great to me, how much greater is
the Love of Jesus for me. He took on mortal frailties, was born a Babe in a
manger. Human love I can understand, by Divine Love, I feel so unworthy.
I can only join the shepherds of old, fall to my knees and say, “Praise You,
Thank You, Baby Jesus, my Lord, my friend.”
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