Saturday, December 10, 2005

The Real Night Before Christmas

T’was the night before Christmas
and all through the town
not a sign of Baby Jesus
was anywhere to be found.

The people were all busy
with Christmas time chores,
like decorating, and baking,
and shopping in stores.

No one sang, “Away in a manger,
no crib for a bed.”
Instead, they sang of Santa
dressed up in bright red.

Mama watched Martha Stewart,
Papa drank beer from a tap.
As hour upon hour
the presents they’d wrap.

When what from the TV
did they suddenly hear?
Except an ad, which told
of a big sale at Sears.

So away to the mall
they flew like a flash.
Buying things on credit
and a few on cash!

And, as they made their way home,
from their trip to the mall,
did they think about Jesus?
Oh, no… not at all.

Their lives were so busy
With their Christmas time things.
No time to remember
Christ Jesus, the King.

There were presents to wrap
and cookies to bake.
How could they stop and remember
who died for their sake?

To pray to the Savior,
They had not time to stop.
Because they needed more time,
to “Shop ‘til they dropped!”

On Wal-mart! On K-mart!
On Target! On Penney’s!
On Hallmark! On Zales!
A quick lunch at Denny’s.

From the big stores downtown
to the stores at the mall,
they would dash away, dash away,
and visit them all!

And up on the roof,
there arose such a clatter,
as Grandpa hung icicle lights,
up on his brand new step ladder.

He hung lights that would flash.
He lung lights that would twirl.
Yet, he never once prayed to Jesus,
Light of the World.

Christ’s eyes…how they twinkle!
Christ’s Spirit…how merry!
Christ’s love…how enormous!
All our burdens, He’ll carry!

So instead of being busy,
overworked, and uptight,
let’s put Christ back in Christmas,
and enjoy some good nights!

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