I REMEMBER CHRISTMAS

I remember the first Christmas, t'was in thirty five.
The snow, cold, windy; a beautiful day for a boy of five.

The other kids were out of school, t'was days to play.
I asked the question, "How did Christmas start, anyway?"

The others said that it started with mom and dad!
If it did, it was the best day we ever had!

But, Dad said that it was the birthday of Jesus Christ!
I looked amazed, scratched my head, "Who is that? Think twice?"

Dad said, "God so loved us, so much, He gave His only begotten Son;
That we celebrate Christmas as the birthday of His only Son."

It happened many years ago, as the Bible speaks there of.
The great event was because of God’s great wonderful love!

Jesus was born in a manger, in Bethlehem, of the Holy Land.
The story so simple, beautiful, and absolutely grand.

Mom also read, in the Bible, of the rest of His glorious life;
How He was crucified, buried, and arose to give us life!

You know that, every Christmas, I shall always remember the days;
The family, the gifts, the food and the celebration in all its way!

Thank you, God, for giving Jesus to us, on Christmas Day.
Then, we can remember that we should serve Him, in every way!

The world, around us, is so lost and doomed for hell.
Most mill around, making excuses and say just, "Oh, well!"

It seems to me, we need Christmas all the rest of our days!

©(Howard) Vern Nicholson