Poetry
The Greatest Gift
It will soon be Christmas Day, and what does that mean to me?
Thinking back over all the years, I know what it used to be:
Oranges 'n apples 'n different kinds of nuts 'n ribbon candy, too!
And we didn't realize it way back then but the toys were very few.
We'd each get one new outfit from our head down to our feet;
(Not one that Mom had made --
But a brand-new, store-bought set of clothes;
My, there was nothing that could beat!)
Oh, what joy there would always be
When we woke up that morn,
Though we never thought about the Christ Child,
Nor the Reason why He was born.
We'd race downstairs, we thought quietly,
And we'd look under our Christmas tree;
We’d hurry because we didn't want to miss
“What's Santa brought for me?”
And all the years of Christmases past are very dear to me --
Because Mom and Dad did all they could
To make them that way, you see...
But, somewhere along the way as life with me was dealing,
I grew up and older, and lost that special feeling.
I lost that certain something that seemed magical in its charm.
I lost that looking forward to; it was gone, I realized with alarm!
How could I recapture my youthful days of old?
Did I even really want to?
My thoughts were running cold . . .
Then, Someone New entered my life in a very special way;
He entered my life, my heart, my soul;
He is here and here to stay!
I know what I've been missing
And what's been gone from my life each day,
The Reason why I am living: Christ JESUS –
Who came to Bethlehem and in a manger lay.
For the Word became flesh and dwelt among us;
He came for you and me;
Yes, JESUS came to save the world;
He came to set us free...
For there wouldn't be a Christmas if so very long ago,
God hadn't sent His Only Begotten Son down here to us below.
So, praise His Precious Holy Name; praise Him one and all!
CHRIST JESUS is the First Christmas Gift --
THE GREATEST GIFT OF ALL!
© Sharon A. O. Maxwell, December 25, 1980
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