Thoughts on Christmas Eve

T’was the day before Christmas, when all through the town

All the shoppers were scurrying with many a frown
With gifts still to buy for niece, nephew and son,
They wondered if shopping would ever be done

The roads all were clogged with cars big and small
Trying to get in or out of some shopping mall

The drivers weren’t happy each honking a horn

No sign of goodwill, just plenty of scorn

                                                     Then out on a corner a small group came together

                                                     Though it was cold they thought not of the weather

                                                     Once in their places, they started their song

                                                     With hopes to cheer drivers as they traveled along

Very few drivers at first seemed to care
Most didn’t notice even that they were there

Then little by little windows started rolling down

As drivers began to wonder what is that sound?

The words they heard of a midnight clear

About a sacred birth of a baby so dear

With choirs of angels gathered in a throng

                                                      To proclaim his coming in beautiful song

The songs continued on about peace on earth

And of the importance of a virgin birth

About three kings and the gifts that they brought

To the baby born king whom they had sought

Lastly they sang about that one holy night

When a special star gave out a bright light

A child was born to bring us salvation

Not just for a few, to each and every nation

                                                      Soon many a driver broke out in applause

                                                      Remembering the season wasn’t about Santa Claus

                                                      It wasn’t about all the gifts they could buy

                                                      Or the food they had when friends would drop by

It wasn’t about getting the latest and best toy

Or something special to wear and enjoy

It wouldn’t be found in any mall or store

Still it was something that all should ask for

The season of Christmas is all about giving

From the God in heaven to all of us living

He sent his son to live and die on this earth

To let us know our souls have true worth

When you sing the words of “Silent Night”

Think of something special, to give Him delight

It’s not a shiny present found under a tree

Sing "Happy Birthday, Jesus! I give my heart to thee"

Christmas 2013 - Christine Henderson