Shopping, baking, head is aching,
Running here and there;
Parties, meetings, overeating,
Noise is everywhere.
People glaring, horns are blaring,
Tension in the air;
Pushing, shoving, no one loving,
Tempers start to flare.
STOP!!
Shhhh!
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Listen! Can you hear them?
Ancient strains of angel choirs;
Bells are ringing, voices singing
To the harps and to the lyres.
Look! Do you see it?
In the East a radiant light,
A star is shining, rays entwining
Fall so bright they light the night!
Oh! Can you feel it?
Hope and love are in the air,
I remember, in December,
Peace and joy were everywhere!
Come! We must find Him,
For we've lost it all somehow;
He's the reason for the season,
We must search and find Him now!
Jesus! We have lost Him
In the tinsel and the trees,
In the colored lights and frenzied nights;
Fall down upon your knees!
Search! Deep within your hearts,
That is where we must begin;
He's the reason for the season,
Oh, please find Him once again!
By Linda Newman
© 2008
(All rights reserved)
   
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