A CHRISTMAS TALE
Once upon a bright, shining star,
People gathered from near and far.
To celebrate in joy, to sing,
The birth of Him who would be King.
Showered with gifts, some must've thought
Their place in heaven could be bought.
For when he grew up commonplace,
Doubt soon lined many a man's face.
But through wisdom and peace, so pure,
His true love for us would endure.
As He taught, "Love one another",
Every man's, indeed, your brother.
He took with sinners that the word
Of God in heaven be offered,
And to show us the only way,
Was the true Christ, born Christmas day.
When He repealed the marketplace
In His Father's house for it's disgrace,
Religious leaders were distraught,
And so many began to plot...
A Way to have "Jesus" destroyed.
For the disrespect He deployed .
For what do you spurn paradise?
Thirty silver, the going price...
Jesus knew it would come to this,
In the garden a traitor's kiss.
A crown of thorns, a cloak of shame,
Disciples who'd deny His name
Guilty of no crime, yet convicted,
Death by crucifixion, inflicted.
Judas betrayed Him, I confess,
But I've seen it done for far less.
As even those who once embraced Him
Turned their backs, further defaced Him.
As the believers that once praised Him
Upon a deceiver's cross raised Him.
As He asked forgiveness, even still,
For those of us blind to his will.
Is His Christmas gift now a loss?
Has Santa Claus replaced the cross?
This Christmas, if you wish to give,
Remember who gave all, that we may live.
Michael R. Anderson
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 12-15-1999).]