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The Whys |
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As children, we looked at gifts wrapped and tied In piles at the foot of the tree, Guessing at what might be hidden inside, Eager our presents to see. |
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As grownups, we notice the wonder-filled eyes Of children who are, as we were, Excited to think of surprises to come And the joy that their gifts can confer. |
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All of us, children and grownups alike, Remember a gift from above When God sent his son, who blessed all of our lives With mercy and power and love. |
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A feeling of wonder comes over us all As we ponder such love and we feel Our own hearts embraced by his infinite power To restore, to cleanse, and to heal. |
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Our gifts, though small tokens of his wondrous gift, Remind us and help us recall Why we celebrate Christmas, wrap gifts, and sing carols And wish "Merry Christmas" to all. |
| by Robert and Rita Bartholomew Christmas 1997 |