I would just like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. Today is more than a holiday to me and my family. Yes, it is nice to eat lots of good food, open presents and not have school, I am not complaining about any of that. However, I suppose today is just more meaningful. than waiting for Santa Claus to come and place some goodies in my stocking. ( however, again there is nothing wrong with that). I come today as a humbled person. For I have lived my life in the faith and hope and love of Jesus Christ. This poem is just a reflection of how much he gave to me….and to you. Merry Christmas. God’s Blessings to you all, regardless of how you celebrate and what you believe.
“This is a journey I didn’t ask for,
in a time, I didn’t know the outcome
a moment, that fought with reality, and rules
a spell, that would weave into my heart
and capture all that I am and further.”
Over seven billion people live in the world
there have been less, and there will be more
not a day goes by that someone doesn’t feel
deflated or trapped, misused or beatdown
the misconception of trust and hope,
are wounds inflicted on our souls
for to trust, is to completely give of yourself,
and that risk, is simply to high for most
plenty of people wish on shooting stairs
only to come up with empty answers
so many grasp
hungry for something.
They leave hurt and discouraged.
For those who seek, and will never find.
They cry out,
asking for help,
and the world
replies with chaos
The distraction of war
The violence of fear
The easy ways to deceive
To lash out and hurt those around us
To be filled with anxiety
and feeling completely and totally, abandoned.
No greater force, than being, alone, will haunt you.
yet there it shines
a light in a dark world
the star of Bethlehem will appear
for a moment the chaos stops
to silently hear a child’s first cry.
A tiny, frail baby
to heal the world’s pain
in a heartbeat of time,
the starry night pours out peace
to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ
who is God, the savior to everyone.
Celebrate we shall!
Angels singing in glorious multitude.
Lights will twinkle from heaven above.
The lowest of people, to the riches of kings.
Shepherds who come with
an angle’s proclamation, and hope.
Scholars who trusted a star
that lead to a God, a King, a child.
Gold that was only given to kings
Franchises that was bestowed upon gods
and Myrrh to foreshadow death.
God’s love is that far and deep and that pure and true.
This is a time of Joy
to sing Christmas carols
to eat Christmas cookies
decorate your Christmas tree
to go to church, celebrate what he has done.
And then, when the church service is over
the presents have all been unwrapped
and only cookie crumbs and
empty glass of hot chocolate
are the remains of the day,
remember that night,
that still lives in your heart
and the stillness that resides in your soul.
The Father’s selfless love
wrapped in flesh, laying in a manger
sheltered by a stable, with goats and cows.
All the broken pieces, are now restored.
No longer do we need to search
through the abandonment we felt
because though he came small
he would live and love big.