A poem by Deborah (Kierstead) Haroun
Just one month 'til Christmas
As shepherds watched their flocks each day;
All of life seemed normal,
Watching sheep in the ordinary way.
As shepherds watched their flocks each day;
All of life seemed normal,
Watching sheep in the ordinary way.
Something new was coming...
They just worked on as shepherds will;
The job for which they'd been gifted,
Keeping sheep on a grassy hill.
* * * * * * *
Just one month 'til Christmas
As bustling with the chores of today;
What will I do for the Master?
Let me be busy on His tasks I do pray.
They just worked on as shepherds will;
The job for which they'd been gifted,
Keeping sheep on a grassy hill.
* * * * * * *
Just one month 'til Christmas
As bustling with the chores of today;
What will I do for the Master?
Let me be busy on His tasks I do pray.
Editor's Note: Deborah attends Apostolic Gospel Lighthouse (Pastor Gordon Kierstead) in London, Ontario. She is busy in the work of God, involved in both local church and distict (Ontario) activities.
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