Christmas Jubilee

Christmas was always about God for me, It was memories, inner fullness…Begotten-Boy. Because God was the point, God’s Son died bravely. Christmas was about giving pure heart’s bouquet. Finding dreams, wishes, and bringing home joy, Christmas was always about God for me. Father’s gift held the secret of wisdom set free Of hoping and caring and loving enjoyed. It is about God, Calvary, and forgiveness, you see. When December wonder is past, does Christ flee? Flee from the soul, leaving one on self to rely, lost envoy - Truth. Christmas was always about God for me. Once a year Christmas marks God’s gift sent for me. By faithfully gluing my lost self to Jesus, I found joy. Because God sacrificed His Son, I am set free. I know that in heaven there was great jubilee. When this hollowed out husk of me, by sin destroyed Found Christmas to be about God and me. I know it is so; my faith sets me free. © July 29, 2010 Dane Smith-Johnsen Written for the “Critcise ME, Take mY Verse & Turn it inside out Make YOUR own! Contest” Sponsored by: Deborah Guzzi POEM SELECTED: “Christmas Blues”, which she posted on July 19, 2010