Running here, running there
Got to spread that Christmas Cheer.
Looking here, looking there
Looking for gifts everywhere.
Searching high, searching low
Got to spend that Christmas dough.
What’s that noise? What’s that sound?
Let me stop and look around.
Could it be a baby’s cry?
The one adored by angel’s from on high?
Wait a minute, let me see.
Is this what Christmas is supposed to be?
Remembering the babe from ago.
Come on now, is it really so?
This is the meaning of Christmas joy?
This little tiny baby boy?
No it just can’t be true,
Remembering Jesus just won’t do.
Santa Claus and reindeer sounds,
No better Christmas story goes ‘round.
Wait, what’s that noise? What’s that sound?
I don’t have time to stop and look around.
Someone’s crying once again,
Someone’s dying for our sin.
No longer a baby little and sweet
Now a man with nails in His hands and feet.
Forgive them Lord, I hear Him cry.
For all their sins I was born to die.
Please help us make people see
The real meaning of the “CHRIST-mas tree“.
Not something beautiful with all those lights.
Just an old rugged cross, O what a sight!
Forgive us Jesus for forgetting You are the Reason
For this wonderful Christmas Season.
“FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD THAT HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON THAT WHOSOEVER BELIEVETH IN HIM SHOULD NOT PERISH BUT HAVE EVERLASTING LIFE” JOHN 3:16
©TERESA MATHEWS 12/12/08