Soul Speak

“I wonder if the world is full
Of other secrets beautiful,
As little guessed, as hard to see,
As this sweet, starry mystery?
Do angels veil themselves in space,
And make the sun their hiding-place?
Do white wings flash as spirits go
On heavenly errands to and fro,
While we, down-looking, never guess
How near our lives they crowd and press?
If so, at life’s set we may see
Into the dusk steal noiselessly
Sweet faces that we used to know,
Dear eyes like stars that softly glow,
Dear hands stretched out to point the way,–
And deem the night more fair than day.”
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Hello folks:

I like this.

Somehow it speaks to my soul today.  I know it’s not scripture…but it speaks words of the Spirit.

Perhaps knowing I was ill at ease It touched my spirit in a way

That soothed me…
Calmed me…Reassured me…

As if I sensed a familiar hand on my shoulder–firm but gentle.

I wanted to share this with each one of you…
Perhaps you also will “see”
And be blessed with me.


© Jeanne E Webster – All rights reserved

Christmas—Plain and Simple

©2010 Jeanne E Webster – All rights reserved


The bells are ringing, people singing
It’s Christmas time again
The hustle and bustle begins a-winging
Over the minds of men.

Think back to the time of our Lord’s birth
The angels proclaimed on high
No bells and people shopping on earth
Just a little baby’s cry.

Shepherds and wise men came to worship
This tiny newborn king
No endless, mindless shopping trip
To buy some inane thing.

Let’s keep the day of Christ-mas holy
A sacred spiritual day
A Child was born in a manger lowly
And a King was born this day.

Let’s call the “Santa” day of giving
A warm, salacious way
Of spreading cheer and robust living:
Let’s call it “Gifting Day!”

Christ-mas Day, on the other hand,
Is one of introspection
The celebration of a feast so grand
It’s the Spirit’s redirection!

Come, let us reason together, I say
Enjoy your Gifting Day
I’m of the mind to give thanks and pray
On this my Christ-mas Day.


O Spread the Good News!

© Jeanne E Webster.  All rights reserved

Excited faces glowed as the shepherd boys scurried to the place where the angels had told them a babe had been born.  This babe was Christ the Lord, the Savior of the world.   I wonder what their thoughts were as they approached the manger where this babe lay.  I’ve tried to plunk myself into their place as they stood looking upon this newly born baby.  How could this little one be the Savior, the Christ?   He’s just a plain baby.  No, the angels had told them this was Christ the Lord.  A Savior?  Yes!

What awe must have filled their hearts!  Did they merely nod to Mary and Joseph, or did they tell them the angels’ story?   Did they bow low as they walked to the manger? Did they reach in and touch his hand?  Did they gaze into the eyes of their Lord in wonder? Did the Babe smile at their bewildered stares?  Oh, my…the wonder of it all.  I just can’t take it in.

There is a song that filled my spirit as I pondered all this:   Heaven Came Down and Glory Filled My Soul.  I know this melody is meant for repentance and redeeming grace, but I think my heart would have felt these words as I looked down upon this baby boy in wonderment, trying to take it all in… especially the first verse and beginning of the chorus.

“O what a wonderful, wonderful day – day I will never forget;
After I’d wandered in darkness away, Jesus my Savior I met.
O what a tender, compassionate friend – He met the need of my heart;
Shadows dispelling, With joy I am telling, He made all the darkness depart.

Heaven came down and glory filled my soul! ”


I love Christmas!  It’s the grandest birthday party we’ll ever attend!

“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth, peace and goodwill to mankind. 


Now the day is over . . .


Now the day is over, night is drawing nigh,

Shadows of the evening steal across the sky.

Jesus, give the weary calm and sweet repose;

With thy tenderest blessing may mine eyelids close.


Grant to little children visions bright of Thee;

Guard the sailors tossing on the deep blue sea.

Comfort every sufferer watching late in pain,

Those who plan some evil from their sin restrain.


Through the long night watches may thine angels spread

Their white wings above me watching round my bed.

When the morning awakens, then may I arise

Pure and fresh and sinless in Thy holy eyes.


~Sabine Baring-Gould

Almighty God



Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty!


~ Reginald Heber 1826


Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty!

Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;

Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and mighty!

God in three Persons, Blessed Trinity!


Holy, Holy, Holy!  All the saints adore Thee,

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;

Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,

Who wert, and art and evermore shalt be.


Holy, Holy, Holy!  Though the darkness hide Thee

Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,

Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee

Perfect in power, in love and purity.


Holy, Holy, Holy!  Lord God Almighty!

All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky and sea;

Holy, Holy, Holy!  Merciful and mighty!

God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!







Mighty God, While Angels Bless Thee

~Robert Robinson, 1774


Mighty God, while angels bless Thee

May a mortal sing Thy name?

Lord of men as well as angels,

Thou art every creature’s theme.


Lord of every land and nation,

Ancient of eternal days,

Sounded thru the wide creation

Be Thy just and endless praise.


Brightness of the Father’s glory,

Shall Thy praise unuttered lie?

Break, my tongue, such guilty silence!

Sing the Lord who came to die.


From the highest throne of glory

To the cross of deepest woe,

All to ransom guilty captives;

Flow my praise, forever flow!  Amen.




©2010 Jeanne E. Webster. All rights reserved

Recently I heard someone describe many of our politicians as “empty vessels,” perhaps hinting at a dearth of ethics and/or morals in the political arena.

The Apostle Paul wrote a letter to the Corinthian church regarding “earthen” vessels filled with the indwelling of God. (2 Cor. 4:1-18) What a contrast!

A return to the old covenant scripture reminds us that God dwelt in a tent among His people as evidence that He was with them. Today we know His presence within our hearts, placed there by that same Spirit of the living God as evidenced by the new covenant. Our power or strength had nothing to do with it. This treasure is none other than the gospel of Christ, the image of God. You want to know more of God, then look fully into Jesus’ face!

Why would God see fit to put into our feeble bodies such a great treasure? …So that the world may see Christ in us through the “excellency of God’s power.” Another fine contrast! He knows our frames, how weak we are, easily “troubled on every side yet not crushed, perplexed but not desperate, persecuted but not forsaken, cast down but not destroyed.” Yet we strive to live that the life of Jesus will be manifested in this mortal flesh. Though every day our physical bodies perish, every day we grow spiritually. We know and believe with certainty that God will raise us up in like manner as Christ.

Reflect upon the things that are not visible to the naked eye; the things we see are only temporal, while the invisible things are eternal. Shine forth into this world of darkness this “light” in earthen vessels, and may we clothe ourselves in thanksgiving for the great work God has done.

“Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;

Wean it from earth, through all its pulses move;

Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art,

And make me love Thee as I ought to love.

“Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love

One holy passion filling all my frame

The baptism of the heaven-descended Dove,

My heart an altar and Thy love the flame.”

~George Croly