THE UNCONVENTIONAL CHRISTMAS POEM

Though Christmas was over a week ago, I found this poem I had written a while back that, to me, is still a needed reminder as we make “preparations” for the next Christmas.

Once a year, they sing “Peace on earth”

Once a year, they celebrate my birth

Presents under the tree, Lights around the yard

Just for me, they max out their credit cards

Once a year, they remind people that I’m the reason

Why they are to celebrate this most joyous season

But why in the summer, do they not say a word

Daily the number grows of people who have not heard

Once a year they remind each other to freely give

Yet everyday there are ones struggling to live

I did not come for a day of observance

But to seek and to save that I might take up residence

To transform lives into new creations

That they might bear fruit and share the hope of salvation

So go buy gifts and go hang lights

Go plan a party for Christmas Eve night

Yet, know that I’ll not judge you by how you remember my birth

But by how far you spread my Word and Love on this earth.

Remember for 2015: Don't just make every opportunity "count," but make them Christ-like.

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