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The Work of Christmas
When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among brothers,
To make music in the heart.
By Howard Thurman
In every person’s heart there ought to be some place for singing of angels; for breathtaking beauty; for those moments which cast all the rest of life into a new light. Despite all the monotony of life, despite all the hardness of life, despite all the conflict of life, our lives are saved by the singing of angels.
Blessings, Kathi
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