'Twas a week before Christmas (an oldie, but goodie)
‘Twas a week before
Christmas and all through the land
The Church reminded us
that the Savior’s birth was at hand.
The season is not
about the perfection of glitter
But about a loving God
who would not leave us bitter.
And so God sent us his
Son wrapped up like a present
In the garb of our
mortality, the human flesh of a peasant.
The cookies may not be
made, the decorations may not be hung,
The cards may not be
sent, the lights may not be strung.
Yet let us all make
the true preparations for the coming of our Savior
And open our hearts
and lives to the Lord’s loving favor.
No more precious gift
has ever been received.
It is up to us to
remind the world what we truly believe.
Not in jolly old
elves, talking snowmen or reindeer in flight
But in God, who loves
us with all of his might.
So stop for a moment
and take a deep breath,
As we await the
Christ, the true conqueror of death.
Let go of the need to
fulfill a secular call to perfection
And allow Jesus’
sacred will to become our motivation.
To praise God, from
whom all blessings flow,
To all God’s creatures,
above and below.
May the bright joy of
Christmas envelope your spirit,
And shine forth to a
world that really needs to see it!
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