Sometimes Christmas presentsAre last-minute things—We rush to just buy something—Hope for joy it brings.Sometimes gifts are well thought outAnd studied with care,But executed hurriedlyWe hope the idea’s fair.Sometimes our grand designsAre thwarted in some way:The store’s sold out, it’s discontinued—It costs how much? No way! But God’s Christmas PresentWas no last-minute mad dash.He did not scramble… Continue reading The Appointment of Christmas
There’s a fire, fire fire, There’s a fire in my heart today. It’s gonna burn, burn, burn, It’s gonna burn all the trash away. They’ll be a pile, pile, pile, A big old pile I’m pulling out. You’ll see it burn, burn, burn, See it burning all about.
Jesus died not for angels Nor zebras nor the crane. He died not for marsupials Nor tigers just the same. He wasn’t born a monkey Or any other beast, Though He’s called the Lion of Judah The Lamb of God, our peace. He was born a man, a gift to men, Offered to none before. What an honor life becomes To know and love Him more.
Come and sing God a new song. Come worship! Come join the throng. Let’s dance like David in the street And touch the lives of all we meet. Come, let us climb the mountain peak To shout His name. Come mild and meek!
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This is a repost of one of my poems about the resurrection of Jesus, but the story following is new. Some people consider Christianity an artifact, but I explain how the God of the Bible is as alive and active now as He ever was.