This is the twenty-fifth poem I have written for my mother's Christmas card. It marks the end of another year, and one we are unlikely to forget. May we remember Who makes all things new according to His will and for His glory. Behold, I am doing a new thing;
25 Years of Christmas Poetry: New Year's Eve
25 Years of Christmas Poetry: New Year's Eve
25 Years of Christmas Poetry: New Year's Eve
This is the twenty-fifth poem I have written for my mother's Christmas card. It marks the end of another year, and one we are unlikely to forget. May we remember Who makes all things new according to His will and for His glory. Behold, I am doing a new thing;