That Special Christmas Morning
What went through your mind, oh Wondrous Creator
When as baby Jesus you let out your first cry
Did you know at that moment you were the Savior
Of this fallen world and all of mankind
Did you recognize your mother Mary
And see her as your special child
Only you God at such tender a moment
Could give us your all at such tender a time
Did your first sight at creation astound you
As you looked through the blur of finite
From the beginning, you'd always seen clearly
In the presence of your Fathers light
Did the warmth of God's Spirit surround you
As the December chill settled over the land
Were you holding the hand of the Father
In the transition from Son of God to Son of Man
When you heard the first bleat of the lambs
Were your thoughts on being the shepherd of man
That would lead all those gone astray
Did you already know of that day
These are questions that I tend to ponder
On the greatest gift, the world's ever known
I will praise you for all of the wonders
The first Christmas that your love, my Savior was born
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2018
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