Jesus and Me (A Christmas poem)

Silver lights all aglow
In window sills and bows
Decorations through the trees
The three Wisemen praying on their knees

Before a manger on the lawn
In front of homes lit up till dawn
And here I am just waiting to see

What Christmas time bring this year
Will it be full of cheer
Will I wake up in a bed
With the one I love so dear
Will I sing amazing grace?
With a smile upon my face
Or will it be just Jesus and me?

Decorations of blue, red, and green
The prettiest lights you’ve ever seen
Adorning homes so warm and bright
On these cold December nights
Children sleeping in their beds
Sugar plums dancing in their heads
And here I am just waiting to see.

What will Christmas time bring this year
Will it be wonderful, my dear
Will the world be at peace
Will there be joy, and enough to eat
Will someone pray, will someone sing?
Peace on earth for every human being?

Or will it be, just Jesus and me?

Here I stand in my bare feet!
With barely enough to eat!

Will it be just Jesus and me?

 

My mother taught me a song when I was a young kid called, Pretty Paper, written and performed by Willie Nelson.  And every year, I listen to it. And every year, it reminds me that there are those who are less fortunate than I am .

It’s easy to get caught up in the craziness of the world. It’s easy to get isolated into your own myriad problems and get tunnel vision over things like the Holidays. And sometimes, even though this is supposed to be a joyous time for people, we can kind of get the blues.  Sometimes we can’t afford to give the best gifts. Sometimes we can’t afford to get very much at all.  But if you can read this, if you have access to something that allows you to read this, then perhaps we can take a moment and be thankful for what we do have.

A warm bed.

A roof over our heads.

Food in our bellies.

Maybe you’re being pulled in different directions and your frazzled. Or maybe like that Carrie Underwood song goes, “It’s been a long hard year.” And maybe this year Christmas isn’t as sweet as it’s been in times passed. But maybe we can take a moment, and stop, and consider what we do have. And be thankful for it.  And maybe we can remember that this holiday is one of giving.

But wherever you are and however you feel. Remember, you are not alone.

One thought on “Jesus and Me (A Christmas poem)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s