Stuck In a Christmas Globe
STUCK IN A CHRISTMAS GLOBE
In my Christmas Globe, I see a world
Where a manger scene is first unfurled
To show the birth of the Son of God
Who walks the path where angels trod
We celebrate His Birth each year
With parades designed to create joy and cheer
But the world just doesn't seem to see
How He later suffered on a cruel tree
Without His birth, the world today
Would be in greater disarray
But through His birth there is reprieve
For everyone who decides to believe
This Child would one day die for them
A death that is so brutally grim
But death and grave could not retain
On the third day He rose to life again
Seated at the right hand of God
And walking where the angels trod
He will return to earth triumphantly
To claim those who chose to believe
And take them with Him so they can be
Alive with Him for eternity
All will be wearing a bright white robe
This is the scene from my Christmas Globe
11 December 2019
For the contest sponsored by Bobby May
Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2019
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