We sing our Christmas carols
and pray our saintly prayers—
We decorate our Christmas trees
and share our Christmas cheer.
We are tempted to dispute,
a waste on Christmas cards—
Buy a ten-for-a-dollar pack
and write some worthless words.
Do we ever take the time
to choose a better card?
Do we really want a Santa
who drives a flying sleigh?
There’s something more to Christmas
than dashing through the snow—
A message of the new-born King,
is what I want to see.
Scenes of Mary and her child
with shepherds kneeling near—
Angels in the realms of glory,
announcing Jesus’ birth.
Do you see the Christmas star
reflect against the sky?
Those tiny specks of glitter dust
bring gladness to my heart.
Treasures of the Saviour’s birth
displayed upon each card—
To decorate our mantle shelf
and hung in every room.
Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh
three very special gifts—
Each to honour the new-born King,
asleep within a stable.
I want to share the joy I feel,
with every card like this—
Each one affirms our Father’s gift
and hope to all mankind.
So precious is our Savour’s birth,
we need to spread the news—
It’s time we took a stand
and share Him with the world.
Take some time to choose a card
it’s really not that hard—
Perhaps you could design your own,
but make it from your heart.
Come; let’s rejoice in His birth,
spread the news, Christ is born—
Choose a card that declares the truth;
don’t waste those Christmas cards.
© Chrissy Siggee
Wonderful thoughts.
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Thank you.
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An excellent poem. So hard to find such cards today.
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You’re not wrong.
When we finally unpacked our boxes I hope to start making Christmas cards for next year. Now we have the space to leave craft things out when a project isn’t finished to come back to later.
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I enjoyed this.
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Thanks. It’s one I wrote about 10 years ago and thought I might revive it. 🙂
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It’s quite good.
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Thanks
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A wonder-full edifying poem. God bless you Chrissy.
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You too.
Happy Christmas.
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This is wonderful, Chrissy.
And you’ve reminded me;
Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh
… Jesus was born rich,
but probably gave it all away.
That’s if there was anything
left after fleeing to Egypt.
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Thank you. Happy Christmas.
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