In the days of Christmas rush,
how does one just say hush?
To quiet the soul when all is awry
and the pressure mounts to buy, buy, BUY!
Ornaments, presents, a perfect tree
Christmas dinner–the biggest turkey!
For everyone must be satisfied,
and no one must have damaged pride.
The end result of all this stress?
Heartburn, headache, great big mess.
Stop. Just a moment. Stop.
Silent night. Holy night.
All is calm. All is bright.
Allow the head some time to clear
Remember the One who will appear.
As a babe in swaddling clothes.
In a manger the story goes.
Come to bring us peace on earth,
to help us know our surest worth.
Live in Him, the Word made Flesh.
In this crazy world be not enmeshed.
Have a Merry Christmas!
(The Country Preacher will be on hiatus until January of next year. He will be taking some time away from blogging and other such responsibilities to spend time with his family and friends. He knows this will severely affect the number of hits he gets per day, but some things are just more important than others. I hope most of my readers will agree and stay away from cyber-relationships and focus on the incarnate, flesh and blood type.)