As I reflected on the beautiful world of white outside my window--following last night's snow storm--and listened to the sorrowful news on tv about the funerals of some of the children massacred in Connecticut last week--I wrote the following poem:

Reflections After a Storm

When snowflakes fall, our world is white with wonder;
As all that's dark is hidden underneath...
Just as the light of God's great love and splendor;
Will hide the evil lurking in the heart of man.
And as the snow gives beauty where there is none,
Let God's mercy shine above this present horror;
When sin-sick actions bring pain and sorrow--
To every corner of our World today.
Let JOY erupt in every heart and nation;
As comfort flows from He who gave His all;
A light, a hope, of life eternal, everlasting...
The precious Christ-child born in Bethlehem.
Today, a Saviour, triumphant over death
He welcomes those--in agony we grieve;
He'll hold them close 'til we too enter Glory;
The evil past, as we're all gathered home.

"Wash me as I shall be whiter than snow..."  Psalms 51:7