A Family of 6

I asked how they were called,

but they didn’t have a name

and when I visited them,

there was nothing interesting about them

I was infrequent,

but still they knew my name

they’d study the word together within a frame

and amuse each other afterwards

They said, God is love, so I believed

and hung my cares upon his cross

Each time I wanted to bury the faith

like the Grinch before Christmas miracle

but instead their company did warm my heart

I became part of a family without prejudice

a family saner than blood

A bond stronger than pride

Each weekend, we’d hold hands

Sing aloud the music of heaven

just the 6 of us, and I’m the least.

A bunch of students with nothing but their voices.

Sometimes we were more

other times just one would show

still one thing was sure

There is a pull in our hearts that just won’t let go

Year in, Year out.

I hope for the big secret to be revealed

48 hours to the end of 2019

and I’m still hoping with a gladdened heart

Angels sing with soft glorious voices

I’m impaled by the love of Jesus

I jubilate when I remember that

He can be confident for the six of us

He has seen us through in times of drought

Though stagnant floods may throw us into a folly

yet we labor to hear his calling on our lives

we breath into his double blessings

Will 2020 be the year he ropes us in?

show us the pastel he painted eons ago?

maybe not, but our mouths will never run out of testimonies

and I pray yours will never too.

Happy 2020 to you and yours.