Authors Note: This is a little poem I wrote in the spirit of christmas. I was inspired by The night before Christmas by Brandon Heath, This is Christmas by Kutless, and Back to Bethlahem from The adventures in Odyessy. Hope you like it as much as I do.
Finding Reason for the Season
Walking around, last minutes thing
Not really listening as the bells ring
Looking for something, not quite sure
Life quickly becoming a blur
Getting back home, lock the door
Decorations and shopping bags cover the floor
Collapse on the couch, begin to count sheep
Not long before falling fast asleep
Sun's rays in the sky, looking around
In a strange land, in an ancient town
Dressed in clothes from another date
Thinking this must be some mistake
In ancient times, lost in thought
Stopped by a man deeply distraught
Young man points to his wife to be
Now realizing what's before me
Helping the girl into a cave
Try to be strong try to be brave
The only shelter, where animals lay
The only bed made out of hay
Standing by the girl long into the night
She grabs my hand and holds it tight
Heart skips a beat, catch my breath
This is the child, savior from death
Not long after, the baby is here
The girl holds him close, she holds him dear
Looking with awe, looking with joy
Eyes beholding the miracle boy
Outside of the shelter, tears fill my eyes
Take a look up, look to the skies
Among the clouds, see a light dancing
A bright star of hope, ever entrancing
Caught up in awe, the story I see
Suddenly a light illumines me
A light from above, shines on some sheep
Terrified shepherds, shaken from sleep
The angels sing, lift praises high
Their angelic voices fill the sky
Men make their way to their baby King
Shouts of joy, praises ring
Living the story, hearing the sound
Hand to my heart, knees on the ground
Thanking the Lord, for what he showed me
For what Christmas really should be
Waking up, with opened eyes
Then there's something I realize
Unfolding my fingers, open my hand
A simple thing, and yet so grand
A small wooden baby, from a nativity set
A tiny trinket that I so easily forget
Yet looking down, the dream gets me thinking
About this time and it's true meaning
For unto us a child is born
We celebrate this December morn
For us a savior came to earth
To give our lives true meaning and worth
Before I had no joy for the season
But now I see that dream had a reason
Through that night God spoke to me
To show me how Christmas was meant to be
May you find joy this Chrstmas and I hope that it is a blessed one. Joy to the world, peace on earth, hallelujah, heaven and nature sing.
Have a wonderful Christmas!