That each child would be more aware,
What Christmas is truly about.
It shouldn't be just bows and ribbons,
On gifts that make them shout.
It shouldn't be a story of Santa,
Decked out in most every strip mall.
That enters down the chimney,
Bringing presents to one and all.
It shouldn't merely be a gathering,
Randomly seated on Christmas morn,
Exchanging gifts and idly chatting,
Thinking little that Jesus was born.
It isn't just about a manger scene,
An event that brought Heavens loss.
While we celebrate Jesus' virgin birth,
It's always been about the cross.
Jesus Loves You