Saturday, December 19, 2009

Twas the week before Christmas....

'Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house...
not a creature was stirring but Mom and her mouse.
She shopped on the internet faster than lightening
Ordered waders for hunting and
teeth strips for whitening.
The fruitcakes were baking
The cookies were done
The mistletoe  beckoned
The stockings were hung...
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
She sprang from her chair to see what was the matter--
A blizzard was coming
The wind was a-howling
Mom wasn't prepared
and she started a-scowling
"I've shopping to do
I've errands to run!
Christmas is coming
and I am not done!
With the hustle and bustle and all's left to do
Now a blizzard is coming
and I am not through!"
Then laying a finger aside of her brow
She said," I'll make Christmas still happen somehow!"
She opened her pantry,
whipped up some batter
bundled up cookies and cakes on a platter
Tied them with ribbons and holly and bows
And said, "Merry Christmas!" in spite of the snows
that were whirling and swirling and blocking the street
as a hush and a brightness settled so sweet
over all of the city, all of the town
as the cold winter storm settled around.
In the midst of the snow, in the midst of the quiet
She noticed a star in the heavens so bright
It was casting a light all over the snow
that told of an evening so long, long ago
when a baby was born in a manger so bare--
a child in a world that did not seem to care
that this infant so tiny, so helpless and small
was a King come from heaven to save one and all.
And Mom said to herself as she walked through the night
through the snow and the cold in the star's magic light,
"I don't need the mall or the holiday traffic
Christmas will come in a blizzard like magic.
It comes without Santa, it comes without shopping
It comes in the storm that there's no way of stopping."
For Christmas is here in our heart all year long
It's in every carol and each Christmas song,
in every kind word, in each loving deed
in helping the lonely, those lost and in need.
If the deep love of Christ in our hearts we will share
then the great Christmas story will be everywhere.
And I heard her exclaim as she walked through the snow
with the world all awash in the heavenly glow
"Merry Christmas to all, remember the birth
of the Saviour who brought peace and joy to the earth!"

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