Here's a poem I wrote in honor of the very special occasion that happened over 2000 years ago in a little town called Bethlehem:
Written by Rebekah Eddy
As this season comes aroundWe think of snow upon the ground,
Christmas green and Christmas red,
Of present piles beneath the bed.
Lots of secrets to be kept,
Lots of things that we expect.
Songs being sung around the house,
No one quiet as a mouse.
All the hopes are running high
As we watch the days go by.
Our schedules fill with busy things
That every Christmas season brings
Early to bed and early to rise
Baking cookies, baking pies.
No time at all to take a break,
There’s just too much for us to make!
So often when Christmas arrives,We forget the One that saved our lives
On that dark night so long ago.
Yes, saved us all from certain woe.
As a baby, yet a king
And His birth made heaven sing.
Deep down inside His little heart
He knew why He came from the start.
As His parents watched Him grow,
He knew both would also know
His mission while He lived on earth:
To teach about a second birth
And offer us the only way
To see His heavenly face one day.
So while we celebrate this year,Remember all those bloody tears
As He gave up His precious life
To save us from a world of strife.
The best gift that one can give:
His own life so we can live.