Pondering heart . . . What Makes the Worth

Dear Holy Friends,     I watched a bird in the wind the other day. I have no clue if it was struggling or playing. But it faced the wind, flapping wigs wildly, going nowhere. It remained in midair flying in place.That reminded me of King Solomon's 'chasing the wind.' All of life for us is like that bird flapping and going no we here without our Savior. And, that's what this season of Advent is all about.   In His Grip, Chandra   WHAT MAKES THE WORTH   Chase the wind     that's what it's been         futility             empty within. I've prayed and tried     to do my best         now I'm weary             in need of rest. Daunted by doubt     frozen by fear         wondering what             I'm doing here. It will happen     to everyone         no wonder God             sent us His Son. Life has no value     nothing of worth         till we celebrate             our Savior's birth. Don't chase the wind     whirling around         see the manger's shadow             is a cross on the ground.   ~Chandra Lynn Smith, 12/7/09~