I Hear Him

Here’s a poem I wrote several years ago. I hope it blesses you.

 

I Hear Him

I hear Him. . .

In the awesome, roaring grandeur

of the thunder

the waterfall

the pounding surf

 

And I hear Him. . .

In a still, small voice

the whispering pines

and the welcome cry of a newborn Babe,

still thrilling the earth

two thousand years after being soothed

in the tender arms of His mother.

(c) Jan Johnson

 

Wishing you all the joy of the Savior: Immanuel, God with us.

Merry Christmas
and thanks for reading,
Jan

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About Janice C. Johnson

Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball. No, really. I'm also working on a biography project. I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.
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4 Responses to I Hear Him

  1. Loved this line, “…still thrilling the earth.” Merry Christmas!

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  2. kuyastevemiller says:

    Nice.

    FWIW, Ugg came up as advertisers in both squares. I checked in to Ugg slippers some months ago. WordPress may have some agreement with Amazon.

    Steve

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