today i decided to write everything is small letters. insignificant small letters. even as i type this words, christmas has already slipped by and new year is coming. it seemed like almost a while ago, christmas is tomorrow. now christmas is yesterday. i ask myself, did christmas change me? one day... did that one day change me?
yesterday, i read my bible. i was looking for the christmas story. somehow, i decided to look for the christmas story in the book of john. no... there was no nativity scene in the book of john... no choirs of angels... no shepherds... no wise men... just the following...
in the beginning was the word
and the word was with god
and the word was god
he was in the beginning with god
all things were made through him
and without him nothing was made that was made
in him was life
and the life was the light of men
and the light shines in the darkness
and the darkness did not comprehend it
that was the true light
which gives light
to every man coming into the world
he was in the world
and the world was made through him
and the world did not know him
he came to his own
and his own did not receive him.
god
creator
light
that silent night
he came
that silent night
we did not know him
that silent night
we did not receive him
that silent night
just slipped by us
christmas is tomorrow
today
christmas is yesterday
god visited us
no room for him
we had no room for him
christmas is yesterday
did i have room for jesus?
insignificant christmas
as insignificant as these small letters
the miracle of jesus
virgin birth went by insignificantly
as a silent night
this sllent thought lingeted in my head
did i miss jesus this christmas?
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