What you are about to read is an email that is circulating around schools in Ohio. My brother, a teacher at Tallmadge, passed it on to me. It is worth passing on! May we continually look for ways to share the true hope to a lost world!
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When
I arrived at school this morning an Instructional
Assistant here at WPS, had put the following poem on my desk. It was
definitely great timing on her part, for me to read it this morning
before our Staff Christmas Breakfast. As a staff, we then prayed for the
families and our colleagues in Connecticut. I wanted to pass the
poem on to you as you leave for Christmas vacation. As we each enjoy our
families and celebrate Jesus' birth, let's also remember that some are
mourning and pray for them. The poem was written by Cameo Smith who
lives in Penn.
twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
their smiles were contagious their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filed with such joy they didn't know what to say
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus,
their Savior, the children gathered hear.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring.
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around.
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
I
know there are grammatical and punctuation errors, but perhaps the
author intended it to be that way in light of the fact that 6 and 7 year
olds would have written a poem this way. I consciously did not make the
corrections.
May each of you have a Very Merry Christmas as you celebrate Jesus' birth with your family and friends.
Karen
Principal