...And This Is Why We Celebrate

How futile all this would be...

 ...without this!

After the wrapping falls away

And today becomes yesterday

The gifts-glitz-merriment would prove

So good-for-nothing without love

How futile this festivity

How vain celebration would be

How empty everything we know

But for Love’s kindness long ago

God filled a manger bed with it

And painted a cross red with it

Where no one recognized it then

God’s gift of love to His children

Ah, hallelujah, God is great

He is the love we celebrate

He is hope’s living proof; behold

The love that never will grow old

Though ages come and go, still He

Abides; Faithful supremacy

So, let us haste to Bethlehem

To see this Child and worship Him

…after the wrapping falls away

And today becomes yesterday

Rejoice; God gave His Son to prove

The greatest gift of all is Love

…and this is why we celebrate

Not for plum pudding, presents, cake

But because of God’s Love to us

In that first Christmas gift; Jesus

© Janet Martin

...because we are never too old or too young to be reminded
I am gifting this poem in print copy to each of my children
and in cyber copy to all of you!
God bless.

Wishing to all of you a day of joy and wonder

Not because of crumpled paper plunder

But because of Love 

Merry Christmas