Hidden Christmas
I look all around and what do I see?
Christmas in code, a pure fantasy.
A plump happy Santa, a child on his knee
Under the bough of a tall Christmas tree.
Stockings and ribbons, merry and bright
Plenty of gifts of varying heights.
Snowmen and reindeer, angels and lights
Dreaming of feasting and sleigh rides at night.
But friend, don't be taken with this imagery
For Christmas is more than what we can see.
True Christmas began in a whole different way
A virgin, a stable, a babe on the hay.
And God with a plan, to save men from sin
A Savior, a gift for mankind, sent from Him.
A humble beginning, no earthly delights
He broke through the darkness and gave us the Light.
So do not be fooled by this fanciful sight
That does not remember God's power that night.
He conquered our sin and freed us from death
For Christmas is CHRIST, and His gift is the best.
Written 12/1/2014
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2014
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