Twas The Night Before..........

By, Angela Kaye Mason

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was sure what it was even about
The leaders were choosing their words with such care
No one could remember Jesus ever was there

The children said no prayers before snuggling in bed
The greed of the holidays danced in their heads
As mom worked the night shift, and dad was away
Fighting for his country, that had gone astray

When on the news there arose such an alarm
The news caster said “Christmas” and caused so much harm
To Facebook and Twitter people flew in a flash
To post their displeasure, the newsman to trash

As God looked down sadly on his children below
Wanting so badly His gifts to bestow
When what to His tear stained eyes should appear?
But a group whom upon His son’s birth loudly sneered.

As Satan led them, so charismatic and quick
Making them doubt God was just one of his tricks
They each sounded good, his tricks and his games
No one could see through them, as I called them by name,

Political Correctness, and Don’t Ask Don’t Tell,
Make gay marriage legal, and abortion as well,
But don’t respect Christians, or say “Christ” at all
Cause if atheists hear it, they may be appalled!

And all over the world there was heard a great sigh,
Crashed economies and disasters causing loved ones to cry
Yet no one could fix it, because no one knew,
They could call upon Jesus and His angels too

And then, in a twinkling, it was Christmas Day
With people demanding we say “Holiday”
As I tried with my words to turn them around
To make them remember back when Jesus came down

He was dressed in swaddling clothes from His head to His feet
Laying down in a manger, this new world to meet
The gift of salvation He had come here to bring
Wise men gathered around Him as angels did sing

His eyes, how they twinkled, with love, peace and joy
This first Christmas gift for each girl and each boy
From out of God’s heart, pure love did flow
As He sent His Son down so we could be white as snow

A blink of his mom’s eye, and the turn of her head,
Her Baby was grown, and her heart filled with dread,
Jesus went about spreading the news on the Earth,
And was soon about doing His own Father’s work

Just thirty three years, and the whole time He knows,
He came here to die and in the third day arose
But they heard Him declare, before He left from their sight,
I AM coming back, it could be Christmas night!