Your hand in mine on this blustery, sacred night
I want to give my love to you fully clothed,
I cherish peace in our home, may it be on earth
Good will to those we love—even those we’ve loathed

Mind if I say a prayer? Feel free to chime in
“Heavenly Father, I thank you not for the gifted things,
But your provisions of food, washing me of sin
My devoted provider no equal . . . the king of kings

“I thank you for my mother’s health, my sisters’ health
For your eternal guiding light upon the grands,
And for this woman who finds tranquility in my arms
Precious Lord, our very lives we place in your hands

“We know Kris Kringle can’t hold a candle to you
A savior he’s not, a redeemer he simply can’t be,
But if the jolly giver reflects just a tinsel of your virtue
Then every man, woman, and child will truly be free

“The stable roof above our heads, our hearth ablaze
The hearty scent of poultry wafting about our home,
Your sacrifice, Father, your resurrection we honor
This house you’ve made a chapel, a protective dome…

“…is your hand upon our heads, blessed is thy name
So grateful we are that you’ve never left our side,
Those times we failed to acknowledge your presence
Rest assured your existence we’ve never denied

“My tower, you are, our power, you certainly are
My salvation, my refuge, my inner and outer joy,
You are the source, indeed, my spiritual force
From the day you rescued that troubled little boy…

“…into the man who understands what it all means
Reverence for life, reverence for love—to never forget,
You’re the infinite reason for this fleeting season
Heavenly Father, we remain forever in your debt”

Merry Christmas, angel, a little something to unwrap
for a sacred Pamper-Her-Friday by candlelight,
Giving thanks for your love and the man above
Happy Holidays to all and to all a good night.

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Pamper the woman . . . and remember your blessings. -Rg2

© 2016 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®