Each year during the holiday season I write a reflection’s poem for the members and friends of our church. I’d like to share this year’s offering with you for our first pastor’s column of the new year.

2020

Not a comforting year

But...a year for comforting

Covid...they said

Hand washing... but so often?

Masks…for those who love smiles

Distancing...asked of huggers

Quarantining…from community

Separation...by crowd lovers

The Church...gathering virtually

Alone together... together alone

Common good trans morphed

From one nation under God

To two lands deeply divided

Still, as through the ages

God is with us, calling us

To comfort others...THOSE OTHERS

Singing songs in a strange time

Rejoicing, praying, thanking

Lighting candles of hope

Seeking the light of the coming dawn

Comforted by HIS rod and staff

As we seek to comfort others.

Psalm 137:4 How could we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land?

Isaiah 40:1 Comfort, O comfort my people, says your God.

1 Thes. 16 Rejoice always, 17 pray without ceasing, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.

Psalm 23. Your rod and staff comfort me