Christmas poem

Writing for Christmas, this is my first attempt,
Last year came and went,
& I did not even a finger bend.

Now I am saved
& I am learning to behave
Christmas is the only time I do not complain about having a shave.

I’ve heard some on Christmas preach,
I wonder if they follow what they teach.
They said Christmas is not about parties or the clothes you wear,
It is about the heart,… care and share.
That was only politically correct, for my ears to bear.
There was very little Jesus, which now causes my heart to tear.

When a man has a son or daughter,
He celebrates with everyone but rarely with God who brought him or brought her.

With Christmas, what is similar?
Places are lit with lights of every colour.
Yeah celebration is great, I love it,
But how can we celebrate when we forget how we got it?

Christmas is not about Santa,
A man in red, as fat as a panda.

So is it the Snowman?
NO… there’s got to be more MAN…

What about Christmas trees?
They’re Pretty & good as Swiss cheese,
Come on, there is a lot more to Christmas… PLEASE.

What about Rudolf? Or Santa’s elves?
Or Christmas candles or Christmas bells?
Don’t tell me, that is where your mind on Christmas dwells,
The Samaritan woman learned more, when she met Jesus at the well.

So why do we celebrate Christmas? What is the reason?
The answer is Jesus, all through the season.
You’ll ask about Jesus, what is so great?
Just think, God came to free man of the sins man made.

One of the many things that makes the Gospel come alive,
Is God the Father, before the world’s creation, His Son glorify,
That is what is written in John 17:five,
Before all creation, Jesus was Almighty, Sovereign & High,

From the beginning to the end,
Father Jesus & Spirit is Sovereign.
You can check that in Revelation 22:(3 + ten).

When man is born, man has a celebration,
When God was as man born, all rejoiced in all creation,
Because then came my Lord, my lone Salvation.

Rejoice and be glad,
His birth as man, is what made Satan sad.
If you were in prison and then set free,
How happy would you be?
From the bondage of death, Jesus gives victory,
If you trusted him, you’d be happy,
Very Happy

So remember Christmas is all abuzz,
& only about the One who came to saves us.

Just as a hostage is overwhelmed with tears by his rescue,
May His Spirit touch you, even if you are at a party barbecue.

So let us rejoice, heaven and earth,
In our Hero, whose side was pierced.
Out of humility and grace He came as man,
On that Judgment day, deny Him as Lord & Savior …no one can.

So rock & party with your gang,
& show the scientist something bigger than the big bang.

So this Christmas, let us come together and celebrate,
Partying and praising Jesus’ name because that’s what the Father appreciates.
& I close this poem wishing Merry Christmas to all my mates.