A day is fast approaching That we see just once a year. It comes December Twenty-Fifth, I'll say for all to hear. We do a lot of shopping first And spend a lot of cash Or some folks just say "Charge-it" In the hope their cash will last. All the frantic buying then, They say, does lots of good. The economy of our Country smiles When we spend like we "should". The merchants love this time of year. You know why they all do. But does "the bottom line" make the world go 'round For your family and you? I think if we considered things The way we really should, We'd reach some new conclusions; yes, I'm almost sure we would. After all, the day that comes, The day of which we speak, Is one that we should think about All year, not just that week. It's a day that means much more to us Than gifts or mistletoe; It's a day to give a lot of thought To the way our lives should go. Should we pursue a life that dwells Too much on what we own, Or maybe getting even more; Take out another loan? Or should we set our sights for life On reaching higher goals, Like trying hard to get our name Put down on Angel's rolls? There is a fine example of A life that we might try To live just like, the best we can, Or know the reason why. The life I mentioned, as a life To follow when we can, Was lived out many years ago In a very distant land. The name of Him who lived it then Was Jesus, you may know. He lived that life so perfectly, Two thousand years ago. He told us "even greater things", Were things that we could do. And He didn't mean just certain folks, He spoke of me and you. So to honor and remember Him We set aside that day; The date, December Twenty-Fifth, To remind us in that way Of the day that He was born, And of the life He led, The way He hung upon that cross, The way He slowly bled. He truly gave up life that day To show us all, that we Should give our lives up too, for God Though not so literally. To serve and worship Him each day In one way or another, To see each woman and each man As Sister and as Brother. To do our best to do away With hunger and with pain, To see that no child goes to bed While hungry, yet again. To change this world so all its folks Will live in such a way, That we seek God first in every thing, And each day is Christmas Day!
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