Was it a quiet night
In Bethlehem
Were the stars visible
Or out of sight
Was Mary afraid
Of giving birth
Did Joseph hold
Her hand that night
Was there a lamp for light
In the stable
How long did Mary labor
Did her baby cry
What are swaddling clothes
Were they warm and dry
Was the manger right
For a newborn child
My questions floated
In the sky
I thought I heard
An angel sigh
I am warm tonight
And dry
My husband holds
Me close to him though
I’m not in Bethlehem
If God provides all this for me
Would He do less for them
By Carol Ann Hoel © December 14, 2010
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I really like this poem, Carol Ann. You draw us in to what it may have been like that night. The last two lines are perfect- the big picture is true in every case: God is always doing His thing.
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Thank you for visiting and for commenting on my post. God is always doing His thing. I like your statement. Yes, He is faithful, and out of His love and bountiful riches and power and wisdom, He provides us whatever we need. You are a blessing to me and others, Zoe. Have a blessed Christmas season…
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One of the things about that night is that the fact that there was great doubt about the birth of Jesus. There had been so many false prophets before which lead to this doubt.
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Thank you for stopping by, Duke. Your comments are always welcome. You continually think of the needs of others, a blessed attitude, indeed. God knows how to dispel our doubts. Doubts distress us and cause us to seek the face of our God. When that happens, Satan’s plans are undone. Your kindness is a blessing to me and others. Have a blessed Christmas season…
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beautiful poem and much more beautiful is your faith in God’s grace.
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Thank you for stopping by and for your sweet comment. I feel grateful when I see your icon on my post. Your comments are always encouraging. Blessings to you…
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Your posts always fill my heart with love for God. Grace is contagious.
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Beautiful. Happy Holidays!
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Thank you, Ollin. I appreciate your stopping by to comment. Happy Holidays to you, too. Blessings…
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Carol Ann–
this year, more than at any other time in my life, I find myself pondering the actual humanity of Jesus, being born, an infant and God…
I wonder about 1 15 year old Mary…how scared she must have been…
jane
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It’s awesome to think about. They were people like us, Mary and Joseph. And Jesus was like us, too; even though He was and is and always will be divine. Being like us is a huge challenge for them as it is for us. I, too, have thought more this year than ever before about the human aspect of their journey.
Thank you for stopping by, Jane. I know how busy you are with your precious family from here to Christmas and into the New Year. Blessings always…
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You have beautifully personalized the scene that holy night, as well as brought its relevance forward to the present. A lovely and meaningful poem, Carol Ann… thank you!
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Thank you, Carol. I respect your opinion, and I feel validated by your kind comment. I always know when the Holy Spirit inspires the words. His work is so beautiful and warming. When I see it, I say, thank you, Lord; I couldn’t have said that way it without You. Blessings…
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Awww, this is really sweet. You’re really talented at writing poems! 😀
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Thank you for stopping by. I appreciate it. And thank you for your kind comment. Blessings to you this Christmas season and always…
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Excellent point, if He still provides now, we know He provided then as well.Merry Christmas!
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Thank you for visiting my blog and for your comment. God is our provider and I am grateful for His care. I am enjoying your blog. Have a blessed Christmas season, suzicate…
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a lovely story well told.
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Thank you, Jingle. Blessings to you…
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