A church on a hill.
Gentle snow dancing down.
Organ music proudly plays,
And sings of the Savior born.
Candles lit
Wreathes hung
People greet
Carols sung.
A man sits alone in a pew
Not knowing why he is there
Other than there is no where else
To be on this Christmas Eve.
A stranger to the chapel
But yet it is so familiar to him.
Memories from Christmas' past flood his mind
This place brings unusual comfort.
Barely whispering the hymns
With words like,
"Ris'n with healing in His wings" and
"God sent us salvation that blessed Christmas morn"
My heart goes out to him,
Does he really understand?
Those words ring so true,
But does he see that?
The love Christ has for us,
It's not just here on Christmas Day
It's deeper than what we think.
More than a baby in a manger.
I wanted to shout,
To sing His praises,
To reveal the beauty of God
To everyone in the room.
To me, Christmas is the most important time of year,
Why, you ask?
Because it reminds us,
With a picture of God's love.
My heart breaks for some.
For those who only see once a year.
I pray Christmas wakes them up.
Opens their eyes to a greater love.
A candle in my hand,
Reminds me of the burning.
The burning jealousy He feels toward us.
With an un- extinguishable flame.
So let's not brush past a Christmas Eve service.
Take it and remind yourself
Just how much you are loved.
Even more than you can ever imagine.
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