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It’s that time of year for Christmas lights with all the bulbs and wires.
I bring out strings from years long past, which are sure to cause some fires.
I cannot throw them all away, for I’m convinced that they will work.
If I’d just learn to start afresh, I wouldn’t feel like such a jerk.
Without fail, I put them up; with confidence and hope.
But rest assured, with hours past, I can no longer cope.
I buy the new ones anyway, just to see the latest glitter.
Then my wife will smile again, and I will not feel bitter.
This year we hope to buy the box, which makes them dance to music.
I fear the neighbors might complain, and say it makes them so sick.
We then will feel like we’ve been festive, as we walk the neighborhood.
The Christmas spirits in the air, and we all say, “Life is good.”
It’s easy to put on this show, with some work and a little money.
And think that lights are where it’s at; something like the “Easter Bunny.”
But we know that there is so much more, to this old time Christmas story.
It’s the reason that we celebrate, and to God we give the glory.
For without the Savior and His birthday, there would be no Christmas lights.
The darkened world that we live in, wouldn’t have no Holy nights.
There would be no cause to light the tree, or the roof and window sill.
And we could never be set free, of our sin which leaves us ill.
Do you have hope at Christmas time, as you put those lights on high?
Does the future look so bright, when from this earth you’ll die?
Is it just something that you do, at the end of every year?
But deep inside, something is missing, and you live a life of fear.
We have a Christmas light that’s lit, and it never will go out.
It’s the reason for my joy inside; it’s what it’s all about.
That smile I wear upon my face, when the world around is ailing.
Should show to all, Gods saving grace, and that He’s never failing.
So this year as we string our lights and all the bulbs are glowing.
May we not forget to keep out trust, in the One who is “All knowing.”
May we extend to all the beckon call, of the familiar sacred story.
And put a smile on each ones face, as we share “The Glitter And The Glory.”
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