Thanksgiving
is past, December is here.
The weather is cold, and Christmas is near.
Excitement
will grow as the days roll by,
Energetic kids from a sugar high!
The shoppers
racing from that store to this,
Seeking perfect gifts; no bargains they miss.
The music
blares out, all hours of the day,
Holiday singing is what they do play.
Decorations
up, snow adds to the fun.
The cards are all sent, thank goodness
that’s done!
But, what have
we learned, from all of this stuff?
How to become mad and get in a huff?
Why do we
permit, these yearly routines,
To obscure Christmas, what it truly means?
Instead of
presents, dwell upon God’s gift
Our depressed spirits only He can lift.
Our judgment
coming, He alone can free
Providing ransom upon Calvary.
And, for that
alone, each of us can say,
We are so grateful, to have such a day.
Christmas
truly means, our Savior is born
And, so, when we rise, on that blessed morn,
Look past the
gifts and tree and all the fun
To see Lord Jesus, God’s begotten Son.
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