My favorite season is here
once again,
The time to remember the
Savior of men,
Who left Heaven's glory to
come down to earth,
And lie in a manger the
night of His birth.
He came here to die,
all my sins to forgive,
That some day in Heaven
with Him I might live.
I look all around at the
beautiful sights,
The shops and the malls
with their glitter and
lights;
The songs about
Christmas, and sleigh
bells that ring,
And children, and
pageants, and choirs that
sing.
And I am so busy from
morning till night,
Preparing and planning to
do things just right,
While shopping, and
cleaning, and cooking each
day,
With packages, ribbons,
and cards on display,
But please help me stop,
Lord, and take time for
You,
And pray for Your guidance
in each thing I do.
Whenever I'm baking
each goodie and treat,
May I not forget those
with nothing to eat.
And may I be willing to
share of my wealth,
So they may be nourished,
and brought back to
health.
And as I send greetings
to friends I love so,
Please help me to pray for
Your saints I don't know,
Who suffer in prisons for
bearing Your Name,
Forgotten, alone,
undeserving of blame.
Each time I am cleaning
to keep my home neat,
Please help me remember
the ones on the street
Who shiver because they've
no place to stay warm,
No shelter at all to
protect from the storm.
And as I go shopping,
and see the display
Of countless new garments
in splendid array,
Please keep my heart
tender towards people in
need,
With loving compassion,
devoid of greed.
When reading the Bible
that tells of Your care,
Lord, give me a passion
for souls in despair
Who know not the Savior
Who saves them from sin.
Please help me to share,
and by faith draw them in.
By
Betty Jo Mings
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