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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As I look at the Christmas tree in the branches what do I see? Points of light like stars in the night; baubles and tinsel catching the light. Focusing closer up there on high a cherub with wings there I spy among the needles strangely still. What if it should fidget until it fell? Then spreading wings to fly up and away into the sky. Looking upwards I see the star guiding the Magi from afar. Peering below under the tree, beneath the branches what do I see? Fallen needles covering the floor, adorning the crib and so much more: Shepherds with Joseph and Mary, also a lamb, a holly berry hung on the crib, there's the infant radiant with promise. A moment with Mary I ponder, and wonder at what is to come, under the orders of Herod the king sending his men for dire killing. I looked above from crib to tree pondering the branches, to see through the needles a young forest cut to the ground, slaughtered, laid waste; all but one that was left to grow, sheltering creatures in each bough: insects and birds living free fed by the lofty Saviour Tree. That tree holds up all creation, remnant of a forest nation, then hewn and cut to make the cross on which was hung at what a cost the infant Jesus as Son of Man, the refugee from Herod's plan. He the hope of mankind's story teacher and healer held in glory. For all to see the Saviour Tree adorned with love for you and me, holds aloft upon the cross Jesus as Christ our gain not loss. Looking afresh at the Christmas tree more clearly I see how to believe through little things revealed to my gaze. Now I'm alert to offer praise.
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