These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

These Little White Lights

These little white lights above my space,
where art is made and moments rest
bring brightness, warmth to ev'ry place
that helps me feel restored and blest.

Sometimes time will softly pass
without a stitch or something made.
Meditation's large crevasse
sits in peace with naught displayed.

Mem'ries of these white lights brought
make an old man young, again.
Christmas past when I was taught,
"Light's restored when saved from sin."
(Ephesian 2:8-10, KJV)

Nightly in the darkened sky
these little white lights hang up in space.
Plaintiff moans or faintest cry,
"Save my soul for The Savior's Place."

When the Truth is no more heard,
when the Lord in silence hides
the little white Lights of the lasting Word
shine upon our blackness, Pride.

The little white light across the waves
grows quite large as near we sail.
Shoals avoid we as He saves
to snatch us from great lasting Fail.

Restoring hearts by Light and Truth
new giftings come amid this rest.
The little white lights do spark our youth
reminding us in Him we're blest.

by Jay O’Toole
on July 31st, 2023