What Does Christmas Mean To Me?
Forts so grand and snow ball fights,
Plump little men made of snow.
Sledding down hills (oh what a sight),
With cold red faces all aglow.
Lights that sparkle on garlands of pine,
How they twinkle, how they shine!
And glimmering tinsel on the tree,
Hiding presents for you and for me.
Time spent with loved ones so dear,
Singing, gathered 'round the tree,
"Jingle Bells" and "Rudolph the Reindeer" -
Is this what Christmas means to me?
Nay, oh what wonder, Yea, what delight!
As I focus on Christmas love;
How Emmanuel, God with us,
Came down to earth from above.
Christmas is just the beginning,
A necessary part of His plan.
He sent the Saviour, the Lord and King,
To die for fallen man.
To die, but the story does not end there,
On that sorrowful hill called Mount Calvary.
Three days later, He arose! My sin's paid for!
The gift of God - salvation - is full and free.
Jesus' birth, His life, and yea, His death,
"Whosoever will may come" is His plea!
My soul's redemption by His great sacrifice -
This is what Christmas means to me.
December 4th, 2002
And she shall bring forth a son,
and thou shalt call His name JESUS:
for He shall save His people from their sins.
Behold, a virgin shall be with child,
and shall bring forth a son,
and they shall call His name Emmanuel,
which being interpreted is, God with us.
Matthew 1:21, 23
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His Name Shall Be Called Wonderful
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