Guest Poet Timothy McFarland

T’was the night before Christmas,
God glanced over the earth.
He looked to and fro,
all over its girth.

“They missed it again”, He said with a sigh,
A heavy heart and a tear in His eye.

“I gave them My son,
so they could be free.
My greatest gift,
to them from Me.”

“They traded Me in
for a man in red,
a little tree,
and a horse drawn sled.”

“How do I save them,
and make them see.
My love is complete,
My grace is free.”

“How do I help them,
when all they know…
is a talking snowman
and a box with a bow?”

“Maybe next year,
they will stop and see.
The biggest gift of Christmas.
is the little child from Me.”