While it is the Christmas season, it is also cold and flu season; we are celebrating both in the Yeager home. This has caused some delays in posting a new blog entry, and I apologize. I hope that you will forgive me re-posting an entry that I initially posted during the Easter season, but certainly relates to Christmas. May you and yours be blessed as you celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior.
Hammer and Nail
Muscled hands, calloused and rough,
Work with care and a gentle touch.
Tree to timber with saw and stone;
Through patient skill a form has grown.
A stable manger of humble scale,
Put together by hammer and nail.
A babe is born in Bethlehem;
A wooden manger a bed for him.
Babe becomes child, child becomes man;
The Carpenter’s skill flows through His hands.
Left His home on a long, hard trail.
Earning His keep by hammer and nail.
Love has led Him to a lonely hill;
The Cross His burden for doing God’s will.
The mockers taunt, the angry yell,
Those sinners He would save from hell.
A slaughtered Lamb to rend the veil.
Hung on the Cross by hammer and nail.
I strike a blow each time I fail;
Hand and foot, hammer and nail.
by Chris Yeager