(A silly, but truth-filled poem)
T’was the days before Christmas and all through the town
Not a sign of Baby Jesus was anywhere to be found.
The people were all busy with Christmas time chores
Like decorating, and baking, and shopping in stores.
No one sang “Away in a manger, no crib for a bed.”
Instead, they sang of Santa dressed up in bright red.
Mama watched Martha while Papa took a nap.
As hour upon hour, the presents they’d wrap.
When what from the T.V. did they suddenly hear?
Except an add, for a big sale at Sears.
So away to the mall they all flew like a flash…
Buying some things on credit, and others with cash!
And as they made their way home from their trip to the mall,
Did they think about Jesus? Oh no, not at all.
Their lives were so busy with their Christmas time things.
No time to remember Christ Jesus, The Savior, The King.
To pray to the Savior, they had no time to stop…
Because they needed more time to “shop till they dropped!”
On Wal-Mart! On K-Mart! On Target! On Penny’s!
On Hallmark! On Zales! And a quick lunch at Denny’s.
From the big stores downtown to the stores at the mall,
They would dash away, dash away, and visit them all!
And up on the roof, there arose such a clatter
As Grandpa hung lights with his brand new step ladder.
He hung lights that would flash. He hung lights that would twirl.