Christmas Time

As a child I wished for Christmas
For the reasons we all see
The lights, the music, Santa Claus,
For the presents beneath the tree.

Christmas Eve was special then
Anticipation filled the air
Eggnog, church and then to bed
For Santa would soon be here.

But now I’m grown and even though
Those things I still enjoy
Christmas time means more to be now
It’s the birth of a baby boy.

It is a season of reverence
A peaceful time to reflect
On the birth and life of our Savior
And the sacrifice that meant his death.

So on Christmas Eve as you stand and gaze
At the lights as they sparkle and shine
Look up at the star on the top of your tree
And remember the Lord Jesus Christ.

rj -2008