Poem: “Living Crib”
by Stacy Peterson
Living Crib Make a manger of my heart, O Lord! Your skillful carpenter’s hands master Grace’s lathe and plane. Chiseled chips of fallen humanity, flash frustration Fly! Falling upon the soil of my soul, Softening it, creating a bed for beasts of burden to lay. Carve a cradle for yourself, my sweet Baby Savior. The […]