Children say its Christmas gifts and festive, pretty trees.
Merchants think its jackpot time, counting on spending sprees.
Husbands call it torture while reaching for mistletoe.
Women think itís chaos 'cause weíre always on the go.
Schools call it winter festival, teachers live for break.
Airlines look for revenue from family escapes.
HSN shows jewelry, toys & boots & skirts.
Food Network is stirring up cookies & desserts.
Thousands of Santa Clauses with children on their laps.
Hoards of Christmas shoppers lugging bulging sacks.
Carolers are singing out their favorite Christmas songs.
Neighborsí lights are glowing with deer on their lawns.
Party invitations and cards flood the mail.
Phone lines are jammed with stories to tell.
Snow plows are roaring, pushing ice & snow.
And in the midst of all of this we act like we donít know
that somewhere back in history, hundreds of years ago
a baby boy was born beneath a bright starís glow.
His mother was a virgin, his dad a quiet man,
Both of them obedient to their Fatherís plan.
They rode into Bethlehem and settled in a stall
and Mary gave birth to the Lord of All.
Shepherds & angels worshiped in the cold.
Wise men brought frankincense, myrrh & gold.
Heaven rejoiced while the Father cried.
He & Christ alone knew that Jesus came to die.
The world that He was born into was filled with sin & shame.
It was for their redemption that the Christ child came.
Of all the things we could list to celebrate the season,
Godís love for us despite our sin is the ultimate reason.
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