A Poem To Celebrate My Nanny’s Birthday
Another year rolls by,
I still miss you.
You left too soon.
My earliest memories contain you.
Your smiling face
Your gentle voice
Your loving heart.
You taught me to love…
Books, knitting, Jesus and you.
Tag Archive | Julia Wilson
The Greatest Gift by Julia Wilson
My Thoughts
What does Christmas mean to you? Parties and presents? Sleigh bells and Santa? Festivities and food? Children waiting excitedly. Mum and Dad frantically preparing, preparing for the day when everything must be perfect. So much to do. So much pressure. No time to pause.
Let me take you back – back to that first Christmas. An uncomplicated affair. A young man and his heavily pregnant wife searching for a bed. No room at the inn. A bed amongst the animals. The Baby born in a lowly stable. No fuss. Amid the smell and noise of the animals, the King was ushered into the world.
This Baby – born with His eyes on Calvary. For you. For me.
Do you see Him?
Safe In His Arms by Julia Wilson
A Poem
In my sorrow and in my sadness
I look to You
But You are not there.
I pick up a brick
And begin building my wall.
What Do You See? by Julia Wilson
A Poem
What do you see when you look at Me?
A baby lying on a bed of straw
Surrounded by animals
Loved by His parents
But no room at the inn
Born to die.