My Primitive Prayer

December, the calender says it is here,

so many days until Christmas cheer.

Presents and elves, reindeer and sleighs,

carols playing loudly, some hurt my ears.

Cookies and candy, tinsel and lights

feverish shopping way into the night.

Children running wildly with excitement or fear

that their dear Santa will forget them this year.

I come before you Heavenly Father,

 with a tear in my eye,

I fear our generation has lost it's way

have we forgotten Your Holiest Day.

Come one and all, Come sit with me

I have a tale to tell that will comfort thee.

It was a simple scene that first 
Christmas - a rough room, a young
couple and nothing but a feeding
trough to put the child in.  It was
probably quite cold and with family far
away there was little help.  Not exactly
the Hallmark moment we like to show
in Christmas pageants.  And yet this
rustic scene marked the greatest
event in the history of mankind.

God's son became human and came

to earth to save us.  God had promised to send a Messiah, one who would save

His people.  He could have easily burst on the scene as a full grown man, a seven foot warrior with fiery eyes and arms of steel.  This was what many people were looking for, but it wasn't how God did it. 

He arrived in the arms of a young girl.  He was,

"a very small package, wrapped in rags, given from the heart of God. 

The perfect gift."

O Welcome, little Christmas guest
Dear Jesus from above,
Upon Thy face, so pure and mild
We see God's smile of Love.

My Primitive Prayer

Please forgive me for being so grumpy
as I trudge through the never - ending
tasks set before me this holiday season.
My to-do list seems to keep growing
with shopping, church services and
family gatherings... and
 I am running short of time.
Restore the Joy of Christmas to my heart
Help me to relax each day
And make time for "You"
                          Amen

Christmas - A time to open our hearts to
 God and His glorious gifts.

                                                Connie