My Poems...
All is well
All is well.
In a world of chaos, how can it be?
It seems not so, but as I ponder this, I see Him pointing back 2,000 years ago; when the Son of God was born in a stable.
All ws well that night as Mary held little Jesus in her arms, and the sheperds gathered around to adore.
But then, the cross! How could that be well?
The Son of God mocked and killed?
But as I look up to my Jesus hanging there, it strikes me! All IS well!
Jesus came to set us free! To be with us forever.
But first He had to die, so all who received Him would be saved.

Even though the clouds look gray, the Son still shines,  when we can't see Him, He's still there.
So won't you look up? Look up to the cross and then look to the empty tomb.
He's alive!
Look up and you will see a Father whose heart beats with love for you, and His Son who gave His life so we could be with Him forever.
Can you see them? They're cheering for you, through the trials and terrors of life,giving you strength to go on.
So don't give up. They're there, and they love you more than anything.
That's why, All Is Well...
written by Harmony Turgeon, Christmas of 2001
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