A Christmas Trilogy

Awakened in the night Jesus speaking to me a voicespoken low. I cannot hear you Jesus help me nowthough this pencil in my hand. He took the pencil andpressed it to the page. He wrote words that hurt me and made me cry. I could clearly read them even withthe tears in my eyes. He took the pencil held it to myface all the words he erased. He wanted me for apurpose but I didnt carry through then he gave meback the pencil and a job for him to do this time I willfollow his calling to do what he would have me do.Through my prayers now I share with you.Mike Kelley Born in the bluegrass just outside Louisville Kentucky. Traveling the world and the country sometime feeling like a tumbleweed building on his experiences of life. Served in the US Navy and a Vietnam Veteran with Attack Squadron Seventy-Five from Oceana Virginia. A writer of poetry and short stories and a member of the International Society of Poets. Studied with Rod McKuen in Southern California. Has worked in Radio commercials as Cowboy Bob. Has a hand in art music and song writing. A lover of nature and outdoor activities. Now living happily in Cincinnati Ohio with his wife Susan.