"Christmas Is A Gift" by Betty Steele Everett

WRAPPED...
Not in brightly colored paper and ribbons,
But in swaddling clothes.

NESTLED...
Not under a green-needled tree,
But in a manger.

GIVEN...
Not by earthly parents or friends,
But by our Heavenly Father.

SENT...
Not because it was expected,
But from pure love.

PLANNED...
Not as last minute,
But from before the creation of the world.

GUARANTEED...
Not for a year,or even five,
But for eternity



If you haven't figured out who this poem is talking about it is about the reason why we celebrate Christmas(at least to a Believer anyway). It's how Jesus came to earth born to die for our sins so that we may become right with God. Merry Christ-mas!!!!


(SIDE NOTE)
I got this poem from Focus On The Family's Brio magazine,December 2006 edition. Website is www.briomag.com

When You Wish Apon A Star.....

On the way home from Jamie's scrimmage basketball game,Dad,Mom and I saw a shooting star(some how Jamie missed it). It was really cool.

Excerpt From "The Great Divide"

"Have you ever been to a "white" church?" Marcus asked.

"A few times.They are just fine I suppose". Deacon Wilbur chose his words carefully. "Problem wasn't the churches. It was me. I heard The Spirit in there,yes. I wanted to stand up and thank God for the gift. Dance,sing,shout,clap my hands." "And they didn't". "Not that I saw. Felt like I was sitting with the chosen frozen."


I don't know why,but this statement was profound enough to write/type down. I don't enjoy myself when I am with "The Chosen Frozen". Who wants to be all bottled up about God if you know Him?