Thursday, December 29, 2016

Best Gift of 2016

As 2016 begins to fade into a memory, 
I wanted to give thanks to our Lord for the best gift my family received this year.
This little guy came into our lives on October 2nd,
and we are blessed. 


On the fourth week of Advent we were accompanied while practicing Christmas songs at church.
He looks quite content in his gramma's arms.

Friday, December 23, 2016

Pondered In Her Heart

But Mary treasured all these things, pondering them in her heart.

Luke 2:19 (NASB) 

But Mary kept all these things and pondered them in her heart - Alice Havers

They have come 
from out of the darkness,
men of the fields,
those who were watching 
their cattle
and sheep.
They share a story,
some saw angels,
some saw lights.
They all heard the song,
a melody composed 
at the throne of God.

Mary knows
and has no doubt,
for an angel had come to her,
God's herald,

They have come 
out from their monotonous stupor,
men of simplicity,
those who were bored of days
and nights.
The angels gave them joy,
excitement never before felt.
They have come looking to rejoice,
celebrating the greatness
of a song sung on high.

And Mary ponders
in her heart
the rantings of unscholared men,
singing praises
for her newborn child.

copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr 

Saturday, December 17, 2016

When He Calls Me Father (Prayer of Saint Joseph)

Saint Joseph with the Infant Jesus by Guido Reni
How am I to do this?
You said,
through your angel,
that He would be
God with us.
But I am only a man,
unable to grasp
the thoughts You possess.

This child
in Mary's womb
will look to me for guidance.
Who am I to instruct
Your son?
I am a carpenter,
not a scholar.
My hands are skilled,
not my mind.

We will travel
to the town of Micah's prophecy,
to be counted
among David's kin.
Her time is near.
The journey is long
and I am frightened
that I will be insufficient.

How am I to do this?
You have asked me
to adopt a promise,
the hope of all time to come,
a covenant so far beyond
my imagination.

Be with us always
on this journey
through life and death.
Give me the strength
to honor the words spoken
when He calls me

copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr 

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Squirrels in the Snow

I just wanted to share the lyric of a song I wrote back in the early 1990s.
One morning, during the Christmas season
I watched a couple squirrels scampering through the fresh coating of snow in our back yard.
The poem was meant to be lighthearted, but ended up a bit deeper than intended.
A friend of mine put music to the words and both my daughters fell in love with the piece.

copyright 1992 - Donald P James Jr 


Bruno Piglhein - Star of Bethlehem
There are stars we simply
gaze upon,
on cloudless nights.
We see shapes and figures
in the patterns of heavenly lights,
give them names
and call their groupings

There are stars
which travelers follow,
lights in the sky
leading the way
from one land to another,
or across vast seas
and oceans.

There was one star,
rising in a specific place,
over a tiny village,
over a barn in a field.
One star,
a comet, maybe
or a flight of fancy.

One star,
lighting the way
through the strife of a fragile night.
One star
calling wise men and shepherds
to the humble birth
of greatness.

copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr