Skipping Christmas

I asked God just the other day,

If we couldn't skip Christmas this year.

The "Christmas Spirit" I didn't have,

And Christmas was drawing near.

He reached down and took me in His arms,

As He said, "Come, go with me.

You've looked in all the wrong places,

Come and see Christmas with me."

I walked with Him to Bethlehem,

To that stable long ago.

I saw in the manger, God's only Son,

That’s Christmas LOVE I know.

He took me with Him to Calvary,

I saw His nail prints and pierced side.

He gave His all, His life for me,

Christmas JOY in my heart now abides.

I saw the stone rolled away from a borrowed grave,

He lives today and that's Christmas HOPE,

I saw it all as He walked with me.

And then I heard God say to me. . . . . .

"My child, I've shown you what Christmas is,

Now go and help others to see.

The "Spirit" of Christmas isn't tinsel and trees,

But a gift that comes from me."