Christmas remembers the sacred One’s birth.
It should also remember His time here on earth,
How He walked, and He talked and He lived with us all,
He did not remain, just ‘the babe in the stall’.
He grew straight and tall as He lived in God’s way,
He walked out God’s love, as He lived day by day,
He laughed and He cried, He taught and He healed,
And then on the Cross, our future He sealed.
He went to that Cross as the purest of pure,
So of our redemption, we all can be sure,
For He paid the price that none other could pay,
The Cross is the reason we have Christmas Day.
Since the snake in the garden, tricked Adam and Eve,
And caused them to question what God said, “Believe”,
Man from his God had moved further away,
Had his ear more attuned to what satan would say.
The chasm of sin betwixt God and man,
Had grown so wide that we could not span
The distance between, but God had a plan,
A bridge to rejoin Holy God and flawed man.
His plan was His Son, whom He gave us for free,
To show us God’s love, in a way we could see,
The Cross forms the bridge and His Blood seals it tight,
And He says all that choose may cross into His light.
So celebrate gladly, this time of the year,
For Jesus has triumphed and death has no fear,
God knew from the outset, this price He would pay,
And planned al along for that first Christmas Day.
© Ailsa Yates 4/12/2013
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