Late Have I Loved You

by Artist Eye  

The ancient Romans placed the celebration of the new year in the month of January in honor of the god, Janis, who, having two faces, looked both forward and back. I’m just as prone as any one else to sizing up the past and worrying about the future. But this New Year I’d like to invest my hope in the Child of the New Year. I’m not talking about the chubby cherub in diapers and a top hat who steps onto the stage just as Old Father Time bows out; not that New Year’s Child. I’m talking about the Child of Bethlehem. That New Year’s Child whose humble purity arrests my soul’s frantic flight and causes me to pause and wonder aloud, “What will this child be?”

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About Artist's Eye

Our family moved to the Community in 1990. While raising our two children here I've worked at Paraclete Press and have been involved with Fine Arts over the years. I love to paint, tell stories, and build puppets--a thirty foot whale and her baby for the Spirit of America Band Field Show was one of the funnest projects I've ever done!

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