Listen as the snow falls,
Watch as it glistens in the rising sun,
Feel the softness of this early Christmas morn.
This is the Lord’s creation and reminder of the season’s glow.
For today like so many years ago,
We celebrate the birth of a babe being born.
On that first Christmas morn,
He lay wrapped in swaddling clothes,
And slept in a crib of hay.
The gifts this child brings are greater than any he received.
For Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh,
Are treasures from the Earth.
The Christ Child a gift of Love,
Peace and Eternal life of the Lord Above.
I wrote this poem between 1974 and 76. I still remember sitting on my bed watching the early snow fall on a Christmas Morning. Over the years it is interesting to see how my thoughts and spirituality has defined the Christ Child within my heart and mind. As a young nurse caring for children with cancer and AIDS I know Christ to deliver these children into the light. I heard many children tell me and their families “Jesus is here for me”. Sometimes children saw him as a child others as an adult and occasion baby Jesus came to take them home. So for years, I knew Jesus as the Shepard of Children.
Now so many years later I have looked at my understanding of Christ. Yes a Child of God….just as I. A human… that roamed this earth…just as I. A man who transcended the human level of consciousness and paved the way for you and I to join him in the Christ Consciousness. A teacher….A healer…a miracle maker…A divine Creation of God…with the Essence of God flowing through him.
God Is I Am 