When contemplating what to say, of poem, or prayer on Yuletide day. I went directly to my King. I said, “What message should I bring…”
“… to carry burden—ease each heart—to lessen pain and hope restart? What words to make the weary sing?”
He said, “Give thanks in EVERYTHING!”
“In every thing?” was shocked reply. “But pain You surely won’t deny? Give thanks,” I said. “For year like this? For aching heart? For what’s amiss?”
“Lord, surely You’ve another plan.” I said, “I can’t.”
He said, “You can!”
“You see the FIRE and all that’s lost. You see the FLOOD and what it’s cost! But I see more… beauties untold! I see the gems—I see the GOLD…”
“…Of treasures you will take with you, when school is out, and you’ve come through. I am your God of loving grace. Remove that scowl from frowning face!”
Did I not promise, for each scar made, a DOUBLE portion would be paid?
“Give thanks, and let your dreams take flight. Give thanks, you’ll soar to rainbow’s height! You’ll cause your Master’s heart to sing. When you give thanks in everything!”
The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;
To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn;
To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.
And they shall build the old wastes, they shall raise up the former desolations, and they shall repair the waste cities, the desolations of many generations.
And strangers shall stand and feed your flocks, and the sons of the alien shall be your plowmen and your vinedressers.
But ye shall be named the Priests of the Lord: men shall call you the Ministers of our God: ye shall eat the riches of the Gentiles, and in their glory shall ye boast yourselves.
For your shame ye shall have double; and for confusion they shall rejoice in their portion: therefore in their land they shall possess the DOUBLE: everlasting joy shall be unto them.
[Isaiah 61:1-7 KJV]