Another Christmas time is here;
Another Yule-tide filled with cheer
And yet the missing piece is clear -
Where is our Christ this Christmas?
I’ve seen the elves and Santa Claus,
The decorations hung because,
But, yet, one thing that gives me pause -
Where is our Christ this Christmas?
The cashier at the grocery store
Says, “happy holidays,” - no more.
A fact I find hard to ignore -
Where is our Christ this Christmas?
The fruit stand out along road
Has “x-mas trees” by the truckload
Yet not one place is God’s name showed -
Where is our Christ at Christmas?
Where have we hid that wondrous star
That led the magi from afar,
Caspar, Melchior, Balthazar -
In search of Christ at Christmas.
Where have we lost the meaning found
By simple shepherds on the ground
Who heard a message - so profound -
The Christ is born this Christmas!
Two thousand years, have we forgot
The gift the Wiseman deftly sought;
The King to whom they treasures brought -
The Christ, our Christ, at Christmas.
~Ruth Kephart~
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There are a couple of blips in the rhythm here and there in this fine work. What I can't see is why people only celebrate Santa and co. They never give the Savior his due, and yet without him there would be no Christmas at all! If we give up on Him, how can we ever survive? I know we have the right to worship as we choose and I'm glad for that. But that freedom seems to be carte blanche for far too many people who are selfish and self-absorbed. So good job, Ruth! Maybe you have wakened some one who desperately needed it! Yours in Christ, ocerus.
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Great poem!
Great poem and a awesome reminder of what this season is all about. -
It makes me feel hopeful that so many people are beginning to express their concern. I loved your poem and wish everyone in the world could have a copy.
Good luck in the contest.
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Politically correct
is not what man should be about. I too am worried where we as man are headed.
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Great poem, Ruth! I love the message and you are so right- there seems to be a strong trend of trying to remove Christ's name from Christmas. I refuse to use "XMAS" even in a note to myself. Your poem flows smoothly- a joy to read.
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