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What Christmas Means to Me

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John Yaws
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0 posted 12-15-1999 10:14 PM       View Profile for John Yaws   Email John Yaws   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit John Yaws's Home Page   View IP for John Yaws

“ Unto us a child is born” the prophet spake in days of yore-
A virgin bringing forth a son, the like was never seen before.
The ox’s stall the manger bed, no room for them within the inn-
This pauper child would day say, to men..”Ye must be born again”.

The smoking flax he did not quench, a bruis-ed reed he never broke.
A Lamb before his slayers dumb, none ever spake as this man spoke.
He raised the dead, made blind eyes see; and made the wretched leper clean
He healed the lame, made dumb men speak, delivered Mary Magdelene.

He turned the water into wine, and then came walking on the sea-
And granted Simon Peter’s wish, when he said, “Bid me come to thee”-
And still the invitation, “Come”, goes out to whosoever will
He’ll save them to the uttermost, and hearts with peace and joy fill.

But tarry lest we run ahead, the prophet spake in his next breath-
“A Son is given unto us”! this time he’s speaking of his death.
A Son, not child, with full consent, then bore the cross up Calvary’s hill-
His face was set just like a flint, He’d come to do the Father’s will.

That you and I need never die, but live with Him eternally-
I see a cross upon a hill, not some cheap, tinsel covered tree.
The greatest gift God ever gave, was when he gave his Son, you see?
“Salvation of my hell-bound soul”! that is what Christmas means to me.
© Copyright 1999 John R. Yaws - All Rights Reserved
Denise
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1 posted 12-15-1999 10:26 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Amen!  Very well done, Gunslinger. And there would be no Christmas without Him that's for sure!  

 Denise


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2 posted 12-15-1999 11:02 PM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Slinger -
While I have enjoyed all of your
poetry and tales ...
I think this is the finest poem
I've seen by you.
It seems to speak your soul.
God bless you this Christmas morn.
~*Marge*~


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MADDavid
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since 12-04-1999
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3 posted 12-15-1999 11:05 PM       View Profile for MADDavid   Email MADDavid   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for MADDavid

This is one of the most beautiful poems that I have ever read and the most truthful.  I always enjoy your poems but you really outdid yourself this time.  God Bless You and have a very Merry Christmas!

 Shine a light and darkness disappears.
hoot_owl_rn
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this is a great poem GS
 
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