Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Dec 27, 2008 23:56:55 GMT -5
Christmas Cheer
With the Christmas Season here, missing is true Christmas Cheer.
What seems today to be ignored, is the person of Christ our Lord.
The babe God sent to this world, is the message we should herald.
For that little child born in a stall, was sent to us as The Lord of all.
Commercial winds made us drift, completely away from God’s Gift.
With all of the trim, it’s suggestive, that the season is quite festive.
You do hear both laughter and joy, but no mention of the baby boy.
Men took a blessed Holy Night, and filled it with a commercial light.
Although you hear much caroling, you hear no praises to our King.
Men sing of joy and Christmas tide, but Christ the Savior is denied.
Halls are decked in tinsel and light, with the baby Jesus out of sight.
In lieu of Merry Christmas men say, have yourself a Happy Holiday.
Christ by many is simply dismissed, while they seek out other gifts.
Many get caught in a shopping race, bypassing God’s gift of Grace.
Turning the day to remember Christ, into a virtual commercial heist.
That day God came to this earth, through a miraculous virgin birth.
Christmas for many my friend, is simply how much did they spend.
And as they franticly shop and fret, they quickly slip down into debt.
Jesus Christ paid more than all, when He left His throne for a stall.
God sent the gift and paid the price, and His Son was the sacrifice.
And the gift for us is Eternal Life, wrapped in His Son Jesus Christ.
For men who truly know The Lord, it’s a day for Christ to be adored.
For us it’s a Hallow time of year, being misused by other men I fear.
Christmas for them, you might say, is really one gigantic hollow day.
(Copyright ©12/2005 Bob Gotti) / www.poeticpulpit.com
Is Your Christmas Small?
Is Christ the heart of Christmas, is God in the place He should be?
On a day that we’re shuffling gifts, is it all just about you and me?
Isn’t Christmas about a King, who came to this earth for everyone?
And peace to all He would bring, as this Ruler was God’s own Son.
This very One, who came so meek, did not remain a child so small,
For that, baby so mild and weak, would grow to be The Lord of all.
But if people think of Christ at all, it won’t be as The Lord on High,
He is still that tiny baby in a stall, and in this time, we pass Him by.
How many people, would you say, of all the families on this earth,
When they celebrate Christmas Day, look beyond that infant birth?
How many people truly understand, as you consider every nation,
That Christ came to a tiny land, to bring the world God’s Salvation.
How is it men have come so far, within this intelligent human race,
Yet in this season, men will bar, all Truth of God’s Saving Grace?
Not using this Holy time of year, to lift up God’s Christmas Truth,
While giving in to political fear, concerned only of man’s reproof.
Why was Christ born my friend, to give the merchants a holiday?
Or, was it God’s means to an end, to show all men a better way?
Christmas would be awful small, if we didn’t have hope in Christ,
Who came to earth to die for all, so all men can have eternal life.
(Copyright ©11/2007 Bob Gotti) / www.poeticpulpit.com
How Merry Is Christmas?
Many who say Merry Christmas, regarding Truth, are totally oblivious,
To the meaning behind this phrase, that we hear in these darker days.
Darker because The Light which came, many men today do not claim,
All Truth and Light being God’s Son, who came to earth for everyone.
From this season, one cannot hide, but, many are empty deep inside,
All streets may be filled with light, while many hearts are dark as night,
Not truly knowing why once a year, others celebrate this holiday cheer,
And they too, may not know the reason, why we celebrate this season.
Many men filled with festive song, view this holiday completely wrong,
While singing in their holiday spirit, Truth is not realized as they hear it,
And though giving is a noble thing, they dismiss the only Eternal King,
When from a child we mentally pause, and wind up with a Santa Claus.
A face that’s put on the many lies, ones deeper than a sleigh that flies,
As we’re told that he’s everywhere, knowing every child’s heartfelt care,
Saying that we’re all God’s children, even those who are still lost in sin,
Suggesting all men upon the earth, are God’s without the second birth.
Sad, Christmas will come and go, and The Truth many still won’t know,
With even one more said and done; many still do not know God’s Son,
Who came well before Christmas did, in this season is ignored and hid,
As many continue playing their part, in this season with an empty heart.
(Copyright ©11/2008 Bob Gotti) / www.poeticpulpit.com
"For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared
to all men. It teaches us to say "No" to ungodliness and
worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and
godly lives in this present age, while we wait for The
Blessed Hope—the glorious appearing of our great God
and Savior, Jesus Christ, who gave himself for us to
redeem us from all wickedness and to purify for himself
a people that are his very own, eager to do what is good."
(Titus 2:11-14)
With the Christmas Season here, missing is true Christmas Cheer.
What seems today to be ignored, is the person of Christ our Lord.
The babe God sent to this world, is the message we should herald.
For that little child born in a stall, was sent to us as The Lord of all.
Commercial winds made us drift, completely away from God’s Gift.
With all of the trim, it’s suggestive, that the season is quite festive.
You do hear both laughter and joy, but no mention of the baby boy.
Men took a blessed Holy Night, and filled it with a commercial light.
Although you hear much caroling, you hear no praises to our King.
Men sing of joy and Christmas tide, but Christ the Savior is denied.
Halls are decked in tinsel and light, with the baby Jesus out of sight.
In lieu of Merry Christmas men say, have yourself a Happy Holiday.
Christ by many is simply dismissed, while they seek out other gifts.
Many get caught in a shopping race, bypassing God’s gift of Grace.
Turning the day to remember Christ, into a virtual commercial heist.
That day God came to this earth, through a miraculous virgin birth.
Christmas for many my friend, is simply how much did they spend.
And as they franticly shop and fret, they quickly slip down into debt.
Jesus Christ paid more than all, when He left His throne for a stall.
God sent the gift and paid the price, and His Son was the sacrifice.
And the gift for us is Eternal Life, wrapped in His Son Jesus Christ.
For men who truly know The Lord, it’s a day for Christ to be adored.
For us it’s a Hallow time of year, being misused by other men I fear.
Christmas for them, you might say, is really one gigantic hollow day.
(Copyright ©12/2005 Bob Gotti) / www.poeticpulpit.com
Is Your Christmas Small?
Is Christ the heart of Christmas, is God in the place He should be?
On a day that we’re shuffling gifts, is it all just about you and me?
Isn’t Christmas about a King, who came to this earth for everyone?
And peace to all He would bring, as this Ruler was God’s own Son.
This very One, who came so meek, did not remain a child so small,
For that, baby so mild and weak, would grow to be The Lord of all.
But if people think of Christ at all, it won’t be as The Lord on High,
He is still that tiny baby in a stall, and in this time, we pass Him by.
How many people, would you say, of all the families on this earth,
When they celebrate Christmas Day, look beyond that infant birth?
How many people truly understand, as you consider every nation,
That Christ came to a tiny land, to bring the world God’s Salvation.
How is it men have come so far, within this intelligent human race,
Yet in this season, men will bar, all Truth of God’s Saving Grace?
Not using this Holy time of year, to lift up God’s Christmas Truth,
While giving in to political fear, concerned only of man’s reproof.
Why was Christ born my friend, to give the merchants a holiday?
Or, was it God’s means to an end, to show all men a better way?
Christmas would be awful small, if we didn’t have hope in Christ,
Who came to earth to die for all, so all men can have eternal life.
(Copyright ©11/2007 Bob Gotti) / www.poeticpulpit.com
How Merry Is Christmas?
Many who say Merry Christmas, regarding Truth, are totally oblivious,
To the meaning behind this phrase, that we hear in these darker days.
Darker because The Light which came, many men today do not claim,
All Truth and Light being God’s Son, who came to earth for everyone.
From this season, one cannot hide, but, many are empty deep inside,
All streets may be filled with light, while many hearts are dark as night,
Not truly knowing why once a year, others celebrate this holiday cheer,
And they too, may not know the reason, why we celebrate this season.
Many men filled with festive song, view this holiday completely wrong,
While singing in their holiday spirit, Truth is not realized as they hear it,
And though giving is a noble thing, they dismiss the only Eternal King,
When from a child we mentally pause, and wind up with a Santa Claus.
A face that’s put on the many lies, ones deeper than a sleigh that flies,
As we’re told that he’s everywhere, knowing every child’s heartfelt care,
Saying that we’re all God’s children, even those who are still lost in sin,
Suggesting all men upon the earth, are God’s without the second birth.
Sad, Christmas will come and go, and The Truth many still won’t know,
With even one more said and done; many still do not know God’s Son,
Who came well before Christmas did, in this season is ignored and hid,
As many continue playing their part, in this season with an empty heart.
(Copyright ©11/2008 Bob Gotti) / www.poeticpulpit.com
"For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared
to all men. It teaches us to say "No" to ungodliness and
worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and
godly lives in this present age, while we wait for The
Blessed Hope—the glorious appearing of our great God
and Savior, Jesus Christ, who gave himself for us to
redeem us from all wickedness and to purify for himself
a people that are his very own, eager to do what is good."
(Titus 2:11-14)