RainDrops

This day as we celebrated the birth of Your Son, I saw You! Yes You were here, I saw you in the face of a small child as she handed out the presents from under the tree, barely able to read what it said on the label and to who it was given. And in the sparkle of the bulbs that were hung on that tree, like joy they flashed a message for all who could see. You were in the look that was exchanged between the husband and wife, who thought no one was watching.  I saw you in the hands of a grandma who now over ninety, hands that once formed the ornaments that hung there so bright, but now was a chore to tie a ribbon just right. But the promise was there for her to see that it wont be long before You, we all will see. So Lord I thank you on this Christmas day for sending Your Son and making a way...