Ready for Christmas
"Ready for Christmas," she said with a sigh,
As she put the last touch to the gifts piled high.
Then quietly sat for a moment and read,
Til soon, very soon, she was nodding her head.
Then quietly spoke a voice in her dream,
"Ready for Christmas? What do you mean?
Ready for Christmas, when only last week,
You wouldn't acknowledge your friend on the street!
"Ready for Christmas, when only today,
A beggar lad came, and you turned him away,
Without even a smile to show that you cared?
The little he asked could have been spared.
"Ready for Christmas, while holding a grudge?
Perhaps you had better let God be the judge.
Why, how can the Christ child come and abide,
In a heart that is selfish, and filled with pride.
"Ready for Christmas? You've worked, it is true.
But just doing things that you wanted to do.
Ready for Christmas? Your circles too small.
Why, you're not ready for Christmas at all.
She woke with a start, and a cry of despair,
"There's so little time and I've still to prepare.
Oh Father forgive me. I see what you mean.
To be ready is more than a house swept clean.
"Yes, more than the giving of gifts and a tree.
It's a heart swept clean that he wants to see.
A heart that is free from bitterness and sin.
Ready for Christmas. And ready for Him.
Time to get ready!
See ya around!
How beautiful and exacting. Yes, everywhere you go, that question. You have answered it well. We do miss your messages.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for -- I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times.
- Kate L. Bosher
Thanks for the blog! amd
I just loved this posting - so very true and poignant.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for -- I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times.
- Kate L. Bosher
See Ya BG amd