SENSE AND NONSENSE

I love this hymn-poem that my son wrote a few Christmases ago. The pastor at his church wants to set some of Bruce’s hymn-poems to music.

The Magic of the Season

How we remember a babe
Who was born for freedom
To set us free from our cages
In the magic of the season

Even now we do not hear
Even now we cannot see him
But on this day – it’s all clear
In the magic of the season

There’s a light upon his brow
It shines before you gleaming
To see this light even now
In the magic of the season

This is the time to forgive
All wrongs that you are keeping
Hidden in your heart
To cause you pain
In the magic of the season