What is Christmas?

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WHAT IS CHRISTMAS?

Christmas is bustle, and presents to get;
The cake isn’t baked, the tree’s not up yet,
There’s cards still to write, and there’s wrapping to do;
Don’t bother us Jesus, there’s no time for You.

Christmas is heartache, and Christmas is pain,
It’s going to be lonely and empty again;
Instead of a beautiful time of the year,
Without Your love in it, it’s empty and drear.

 

Christmas is joyful, with carols to share,
The love of our Saviour, to take to 'out there';
A love to reach in, to the lost and alone,
To show them, that really, they're not on their own.

Christmas is peace, time to cease from our haste,
Take time out for Jesus, not all our time waste,
On wrappings and tinsel and things that aren’t real,
Reflect upon Jesus, and His peace we’ll feel.

Christmas is giving ourselves and our love,
As God gave His Son, to descend from above;
He came without treasure or circumstance grand;
Yet the hope of the future, He held in His hand.

Christmas is love, when we think of our Lord,
Who gave us a gift, that all could afford,
He gave not from the bounties, of His wondrous wealth,
He simply gave Jesus – the gift of Himself.

As we take His gift, to live in our heart,
We need on His pathway, to at least make a start;
To show out to others, the Love we all need,
It just costs our service, to plant out His seed.

Let Christmas become, as it really should be,
A time more of You, and a time less of me;
A time to receive, and a time to give out
Your love, that’s what Christmas is really about.

© 30/11/98