Light

I’ve been sorting through stuff and came across a Christmas card from seventy years ago. It’s signed “Betty” … my mother’s cousin. With a good hand, Betty wrote out the words of the last stanza of Oh come, Oh come, Emmanuel: 

O come, O King of nations, bind
     in one the hearts of all mankind.
Bid all our sad divisions cease
     and be yourself our King of Peace 

It seems a dark, downcast world of late. I’ve been feeling mighty low. I will hold these words close and read them from time to time … and await the arrival of the light. 

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