
The dust has settled
Packages unwrapped
The stuff is everywhere
And you’re fully tapped
The paper cuts many
You’re tired n’ worn
The kids are so happy
And you’re feeling forlorn
Traditions, you crave
Every year at this time
Didn’t fill up your bucket
Because of the crime
Something came ’round
And robbed you this year
They took your traditions
And replaced them with fear.
The family you see
Every year at this time
Partook in the terrible
And audious crime
The ones who annually
Gather and sing
Didn’t want to gather
To come over or bring
“We’ll facetime, or text!”
ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!
No doorbells, no knocks
No packages, or strings
No aunt who bakes cookies,
Who wears too many rings
No cousin, the chef
Who cooks all the feast
But Grams and Gramps came over
Not scared in the least!
No Mom and Dad,
They stopped quick at the curb
And threw out the packages
So as not to disturb.
No sister or brother,
Married against all suggestions,
They’re all locked down
N’ caught slight congestions!
While, they all stay home
And here you do sit
You walk to your room
And throw a true fit
“It’s not fair you say
This is not happy now
This is my time of year
See my dress and my crown.”
This is not how I planned it
This is not how it goes
Christmas is family
Everyone knows.
Traditions bring happy
That’s what I deserve
And now this “new normal”
Is on my last nerve
You lift up your fists
And slam them down fast
With tears blistering down
Your face, so downcast.
The tiny outburst
From a downtrodden girl
Made the books on the shelf
Shift, fall and unfurl.
The Bible was heavy
And opened up slow
A passage was given
Not by accident, you know…
The eyes of the girl
Stung quick, and she knew
That He was there watching
While she fit and she stew
She said, “I am sorry
You’re right, like always.
I forgot the meaning of Christmas
The best of all days.
I thought it was family
Traditions n’ such
I forgot it’s Your birthday
And that hurt you so much!
You saw I was crying
About all the folks
But you helped me remember
That it’s just a hoax.
A trap that the enemy
Brings to destroy
The best gift of all
You, a Baby Boy.
Thank you, Jesus
For reminding me this
That Christmas is different
It’s YOUR joy and YOUR bliss!
And it’s not about family
Traditions or gifts
It’s about you, Lord,
Not December 25ths.
It’s gold and it’s myrrah
It’s a bright, wonderous star
It’s wise men who travelled
They travelled SO far.
It’s Mary and Joseph
Who trusted, obeyed
It was that dirty old manger
In which you were laid.
It was that silent night
When angels erupted
And disturbed all the sheep
The shepherds, instructed.
They witnessed you, Jesus,
On that very night
In awe, they took in
The light of all lights.
And they didn’t back down
In spite of their fright
They spoke of Your wonder
Your glory and might.
The majesty of You
Changed time on that day
And all that was normal
Was taken away.
You brought us a gift
That’s eternal and great
And here I stand crying
Cause of my empty plate.
Humble me, Jesus,
Thank you for This Book
Thank you for turning
The pagest to look.
Thank you for showing me
Knowing I’m weak
For coming to see me
When my outlook was bleak
For changing me now
Forever today
I know of the truth
And I promise this way
Of Christmas will be
It’s authentic rendition
Perhaps all of this is
To snap out of “traditions”
To remember and focus
And take back this day
From all of the pagan
Idols of today.
EVIL, it tries
To take Jesus away
And all it is doing
Is clearing The Way!
WE ARE better Christians
Persecution does that
It works in the opposite
Of that, joyful fact
It’s exposing The Truth
And now I’m laughing
Bahaha, who’s the clown
Cause now I am smashing
All the old stuff I wanted
I see through the muck
And the swamp is still draining
I had no idea, what luck
Not luck, I am silly
It’s blessings and joy
Cause God is still SPEAKING
To each girl and each boy!
He is still totally working
All things out for good
And GENESIS 50:20
Works out like it should!
Praise you, Jesus,
For speaking so loud
For making it clear
That You’re great and You’re proud
And You’re changing us all
For better and better.
And Heavenly Father,
Thank you, that together
We can make this Nation
Stand out and still blast
And praise you, Dear Father,
THE FIRST AND THE LAST
We win, when we keep You
The Pinnacle, the Helm
So, captain the ship
My PRAISE overwhelm
Merry Christmas Jesus!
Thank You for today
For helping me SEE
And start a new day
With hope overwhelming
For answers in question
I love you, Dear Jesus
thank you for oppression.
:the state of being kept down by unjust use of force or authority
Example: “After years of oppression they finally revolted”