seasonal poem

St. Andrew’s and Advent Today!

            Called to be a fisher of souls

            Let us bring our brother

            Hope our stocking not filled with coals

            Cause we didn’t listen to Mother

 

            Every Saturday we think of her

            This the Feast of St. Andrew

            Feelings of Christmas will stir

            Tonight lit Advent wreath show

 

            She said don’t be insensitive

            To those around you

            It’s the season to give

            Not a time to be blue

 

            God gave us His Spirit

            First to her and the Apostles

            Flames the upper room lit

            Preach like Pentecostals

 

            The Child she would bear

            Brought one another joy

            He will come again here

            Let all hearts employ