As
you dust off Christmas decorations,
And
boost your holiday aspirations,
Revisit
the hope of this season's glory.
Dust
off your Bible, and read Christ's birth story.
On
this story all human history pivots.
A
baby, born in a time of ruling despots,
Came
to give us the kind of peace we needed—
Peace
with God so our sins could be deleted.
Into
this ole dusty world He was born,
Destined
to encounter our hateful scorn.
For
His message of Love and fresh
opportunity,
We
condemned Him to die, then we hung Him on a tree.
In
His death He paid our un-payable price,
So
each of us could have a new lease on life—
One
of clear purpose, walking dusty roads of earth,
And
life eternal that exceeds all earthly worth.
The
dusty chains of death could not hold Him for long,
Just
long enough for us to sing redemption's
song.
While
a butterfly breaks out of its worm's cocoon,
He burst
back into life, leaving behind His tomb!
Back
into life, the price for all sins now paid!
Now,
the Giver of life, in Glory arrayed!
He
traded His pure life for all our dusty charades.
Ponder
His story through your holiday
masquerades.
For more on Christmas, please see:
Christmas Reflections
For more on Christmas, please see:
Christmas Reflections
