Today is Monday, December 11th, 2006; Karen's Korner #951

I received this poem in our Christmas mail from Lu Brown, who we met while traveling in Australia and New Zealand. Lu turned 80 this year; she probably doesn't have access to, or interest in, computers and typing, so she hand printed this poem as part of her Christmas letter.
 
From Lu:
 
Can This Be Christmas?
 
What's all this hectic rush and worry?
Where go these crowds who run and scurry?
Why all the lights - the Christmas trees?
The jolly 'fat man', tell me please!
 
Why don't you know?
This is the day
for parties and fun and play;
Why, this is Christmas!
 
So thi is Christmas, do you say?
But where is Christ this Christmas Day?
Has He been lost among the throng?
His voice drowned out by empty song?
 
No, He's not here -
You'll find Him where
Some humble soul kneels in prayer,
who knows the Christ of Christmas.
 
But see the many aimless who gather on this Christmas Day,
Whose hearts have never yet been opened, or said to Him, "Come in to stay."
 
In countless homes, the candles burning
In countless hearts expectant yearning
For gifts and presents, food and fun,
and laughter till the day is done.
 
But not a tear or grief or sorrow
for Him so poor He had to borrow
A crib, a colt, a boat, a bed
Where he could lay His weary head.
 
I'm tired of all this empty celebration
of feasting, drinking, recreation;
I'll go instead to Calvary.
 
And there I'll kneel with those who know
the meaning of that manger low,
And find the CHRIST, this Christmas.
 
I leap by faith across the years
to that great day when He appears
the second time to rule and reign.
To end all sorrow, death, and pain.
 
In endless bliss we then shall dwell
with Him who saved our sould from hll,
And worship CHRIST - not Christmas!
 
~~ M.R. DeHaan, M.D.
Founder, Radio Bible Class

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