Real Christmas Joys!

Real Christmas Joys

By Beth Brubaker

Santa, sleighs and colors bright,

illuminate the dark of night,

but do not glorify the plight,

of the baby in the shadows.

Oh the glitter- how it shines!

From sparkling gifts and twinkling twine,

distracting us from the Divine-

the toddler in the shadows.

Songs are sung of snowman's tales,

of reindeers' nose and grinchy fails,

but no one hears His love prevails, 

from the child within the shadows.

Fam'lies gather, parties planned,

for feast of food and music grand, 

How can we see the pleading hand,

of the child within the shadows?

Did we forget what god did lose,

He spent His son to pay our dues,

and sent his son as a child imbued,

within a mangers' shadows.

The child when grown to man will give,

His life for us so we may live, 

When we believe and then forgive,

Blessed by the Man in shadows.

The lights, the gifts, lose their array,

inane songs fade when He comes our way,

and we can celebrate the day,

He brought us from the shadows!