Here Comes Christmas...Whether We Are Ready or Not

As it is beginning to be Christmas Time, I felt like I wanted to take a moment today, and over the next couple of days to share some poems to remind us of the true meaning of Christmas. I know that Christmas time is a highly commercialized event in the world, but let us all remember that the true gift of Christmas lay in a manger bed long ago, bringing a light and life to the world that enables us to return and live with our Heavenly Father and with our Brother Jesus Christ, and allows us to be perfected in Him if we use this precious gift of love and sacrifice to become better; closer to Them.

Christmas Gift

Silently He lay His head,

Angels round His manger bed.

Choirs singing thru the skies,

Praises sung to God on High.

Jesus Christ, Anointed One,

Mortal Reign is just begun.

Come to teach and life to give,

That all may return and live.

Mother Mary's gentle love,

Held close this gift from above.

She knew of His Godly worth,

Loved Him fierce right from His birth.

Angels praise and glory give

Holy Babe on earth to live.

Father bathed Him with His love,

Circling gently as a dove.

Shepherds came and left their flocks,

Saw the Lord in swaddling cloths.

The Lamb of God, Shepherd true,

Knew so young just what He'd do.

The wondrous story oft retold

Of frankincense, myrrh, and gold.

Wise men came and saw the Son,

God's Beloved, Atoning One.

His mission here to fulfill,

Preach his word and teach His will.

Loving gift for all mankind,

Gave His life to ease the bind.

Christmastime is meant for this,

Shows the way to Endless Bliss.

Don't forget this wondrous gift,

He is there, our souls to lift.

Silently He lay His head,

Angels round His manger bed.

Choirs singing thru the skies,

Praises sung to God on High.

Jesus Christ, Anointed One,

Mortal Reign had just begun.

Came to teach-and life He gave,

That all may return with faith.

Letting Go

For years I held on to bitterness and grudge. This made it practically impossible for me to move forward with my life. Over and over I would get stuck because it wasn't fair that people had been so mean to me. At least, that was how I saw it. Gradually I began to realize I had a part in all that I had seen as injustice in my life. By realizing my part, I was able to move forward, at least in part. It wasn't until I was ready to Let Go and Let God, ready to forgive and move forward, that I really started to live again. My poem entitled Letting Go was a huge step in the right direction as I tried to right my life and be the person I wanted to become.

Letting Go

Anger, hurt, frustration too;

God on high, please pull me through.

Standing here on solid ground

And trying hard not to drown.

Bitter taste of all these years,

Now I struggle through the tears.

All the feelings I have stuffed,

Is it time to say enough?

Am I willing now to find

Darkest corners of my mind?

As I try to find my voice,

Spirit whispers of my choice-

Live in darkness all thy life,

Or find the way through this strife.

The choice is now up to thee,

Hold thy chains or become free.

Daughter don't forget I'm here,

I can sense that thou doth fear.

Don't forget my loving arms,

I can keep thee from thy harm.

This too for thee I have done,

And this battle can be won.

I can give thee strength to try,

And I 'll give thee wings to fly.

In thy sorrow I will lead,

Turn to me in all thy need.

All this anger, hurt and pain

Is for thy good, for thy gain.

The time has come here at last

To heal thy pain from the past.

Know I will not let thee down,

I will be there all around.

Trust in me and feel my love,

I am guiding from above,

I was never gone away-

I am always here to stay.

Show thy strength and lift thy head,

Give to me thy doubt and dread.

I will take thy wounds all hid

And be there, thy troubles rid.