Passing The Peace
First half was nice, as concerts go,
But after break, back in our row
The magic came, for me, at least,
As music took that northern beat.I soon recalled that music man
Up north – our billet – said, “I can
Again hear that one extra beat
In music here, in kids I teach.“It is not present outside here,
But in these students it appears;
I view it as a northern beat;
In it this culture’s pulse I meet.”Both for myself and for my wife,
Past scenes, and people from our life
Up north, wove through their several songs –
With homesickness – for my heart longs –For days when friendships filled our life;
Direction clear, with family life;
As we embarked on our careers –
These northern pulses filled our ears –And gospel, as we knew it then –
Nativity – God’s gift to men
And women – Mary, and the Child,
With Joseph – scenic beauty mild –Before life complicated got;
Before I found the piece I sought
Through questing years, heartbreaking pain –
“Take no offense”, I heard again.“Stu do not take that part with you,
As changing scenes come into view;
You’ll be okay – just let it go –
The peace of Christ now come to know.Thanks Brenda.
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