I hear the songs from every church; listen, can you hear them?
Something wonderful is coming; open your heart, can you feel it?
We wait all year for this wonderful event, we hold our breath.
We decorate with lights and holy icons, to celebrate His birth.
We give gifts and receive gifts from loved ones, as did the one who loves us.
It is not about gifts, although many think so; He promised something greater.
It’s all about Love, but many don’t understand, and they should try.
We put away the presents we do not need, except for the One we celebrate.
We wait in vain for it does not come., for it is alive within.
We forget it is with us always, all year, every day, He has not died.
So let us celebrate His birth, but remember His greatest gift,
that something wonderful is Love, within us every day.
We cry for we have not the room to decorate the way we should.
We cry for far away relatives unable to join us this glorious day.
We cry for the outlandish decorations of our neighbors, yet they have meaning.
We cry when listening to the ancient story retold in churches and by fireplaces.
We rejoice singing the holy songs written so long ago, but reborn each year.
We rejoice when we realize the stories are still so new.
We rejoice feeling the presence of our Lord Jesus.
We rejoice with the presence of Christ reborn within us.
©Russell Kendall Carter
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