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An Indescribable Gift

December 21, 2025 4 comments

Mary gazes down on sweetness in a manger,
Bright eyes, soft skin, pure delight,
A gift from heaven. 

John sees the Lamb at the Jordan,
Without spot, without blemish, without sin,
A gift from heaven. 

Nicodemus questions the Rabbi in darkness,
New answers, fresh hope, glad heart,
A gift from heaven.

Zacchaeus climbs the sycamore tree,
Delighted, repentant, forgiven,
A gift from heaven.

The Savior dies on a Roman cross,
Bloodied, rejected, scorned,
A gift from heaven. 

A sinner hears a message full of grace,
Good tidings, great joy, blessed hope,
A gift from heaven. 

“Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift.” 2 Corinthians 9:15

He Came! Yes, He Did!!

December 13, 2023 Leave a comment

A hush
A rustling
A stirring


A head
A push
A cry


A miracle
A birth
A life


A love
A light
A death


A time
A choice
A future


“For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:11

Why Was He Born?

December 23, 2022 Leave a comment

Born to be cursed, not to curse.
Born for sinners, not to sin.
Born to love, not to hate.
Born to accept, not to reject.
Born for failure, not for success.
Born to poverty, not to wealth.
Born for hope, not for despair.
Born for healing, not for affliction.
Born to set free, not to bind up.
Born to reveal, not to conceal.
Born for laughter, not for tears.
Born for compassion, not for anger.
Born to die, not to live.

Born for you.

Why Was He Born?

December 8, 2021 Leave a comment

Born to be cursed, not to curse.
Born for sinners, not to sin.
Born to love, not to hate.
Born to accept, not to reject.
Born for failure, not for success.
Born to poverty, not to wealth.
Born for hope, not despair.
Born for healing, not for affliction.
Born to set free, not to bind up.
Born to reveal, not to conceal.
Born for laughter, not tears.
Born for compassion, not anger.
Born to die, not to live.

What Love Is This?

December 17, 2019 Leave a comment

manger

God’s love for you can never be restrained.

It bursts forth in smiles
from a cattle stall.

It shouts out in praise
from a heavenly host.

It cries out in anguish
from an old rugged cross.

By His Stripes We Are Healed

April 15, 2019 1 comment

Jesus Christ in the holy cross

of black and blue and red
of gashes and slashes and stripes
of hits and harm and hurt

He stumbles and bows and falls
He crumbles and bends and kneels
He gasps and cries and moans

for healing and helping and teaching
for blessing and loving and keeping
for hoping and holding and saving

Isaiah 54:4-5
A Devotional Poem by Luana Ehrlich

What Love Is This?

December 1, 2017 Leave a comment

nativity1

God’s love for you can never be restrained.

It bursts forth in smiles
from a cattle stall.

It shouts out in praise
from the heavenly host.

It cries out in anguish
from an old rugged cross.

God’s Love For You

December 20, 2014 3 comments

nativity1

God’s love for you can never be restrained.

It bursts forth in smiles
from a cattle stall.

It shouts out in praise
from a heavenly host.

It cries out in anguish
from an old rugged cross.

A Passion For His Stripes

April 6, 2012 1 comment

of black and blue
and red
of gashes and slashes
and stripes
of hits and harm
and hurt

He bows and stumbles
and falls
He kneels and bends
and crumbles
He gasps and cries
and moans

for my healing and help
and guiding
for my blessing and loving
and keeping
for my hoping and holding
and saving

for my saving

                                                                                                                   –Luana Ehrlich
                                                                                                                    Isaiah 53:4-5

Shall I Ever Fear? Shall I Ever Despair?

October 14, 2011 Leave a comment

Shall I ever fear?

Shall I ever despair?

Shall I ever sorrow?

wrapped in a
warm cocoon
of Your ever-
binding
love,

shrouded in the
certainty
of Your ever-
abiding
presence,

embraced with the
knowledge
of Your never-
ending
grace.

–Luana Ehrlich