Poetry

As believers reflect on this season, the holiday with but, one reason,
In a season which bears His name, we reflect on the One, who came,
The One, Who came for everyone, God’s One and Only Eternal Son,
The One, Who came for all of us, The Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus.
 
During this special time of the year, how many today truly draw near,
The One, sent from heaven above, He who fills this season with love,
Not simply a love, that passes by, but, God’s Love, from up on high,
Love, beyond our human reason, which, extends beyond this season.
 
Real Truth, that men need to hear, is so absent from this time of year,
The Truth that nations proclaim, in this season, which bears His Name,
Though the name’s altered by some, it’s still about when He did come.
Being God’s Gift, sent to everyone, Jesus, God’s Only Begotten Son.
 
This is the season for every life, to reflect on our Savior, Jesus Christ,
The Author of life and our Creator, Who came to be the world’s Savior,
But, in this postmodern world, Christmas Truth, people seldom herald,
In this world that is so fast-paced, Christmas Truth has been replaced,
 
With an empty meaning so far from, Truth, that would have men come,
To The Lord sent to every nation, to receive from Him God’s Salvation;
But, this season and for all year long, Christmas can be a lasting song,
In your heart through truthful gleaning, giving Christmas a real meaning.
 
(Copyright ©12/2012 Bob Gotti)