Not so Happy Holidays

Christmas is supposed to be a happy and joyful time of year....but it isn't for everyone. My heart has just been hurting for all of those who are carrying around grief and pain this Christmas. I feel like I have been surrounded by stories of illness, pain, loss, death, and hurt this holiday season, and it breaks my heart. I cannot imagine what some are going through as they question the timing and purpose of these things in their lives. I woke up this morning with a poem God placed on my heart. I normally don't like poetry and I definitely never write it. My prayer is that God will use these words He has given me to spring hope in someone who may not be having the best Christmas this year or maybe just remind someone of God's purpose for this season. I hope you enjoy.


Christmas Baby

This time of year should be filled with cheer,

But I cannot seem to find it here.

How long will these constant tears last,

As I think on all the good times past?

Comforting words don’t mean so much,

And neither does a tender touch.

When I feel so much sorrow, pain, and grief,

Tell me this ache will just be brief..

Is it time to wake up yet,

From this nightmare that leaves me in a sweat.

My stomach is in a thousand knots;

I need something to distract my thoughts.

Sometimes I wonder if somehow, maybe,

I should think more about this Christmas baby.

If this baby came to save me from this hurt,

Why does this pain keep me so alert?

Did he come to bring this sorrow to me;

No, he loves me too much, why can’t I see?

My God is not putting me through this time,

For His character says he is much too kind.

He came to save me from this pain,

And give me life of eternal gain.

My God, my God, you bring me hope,

And I know I will not forever mope.

When I fix my eyes on you this season,

I choose not to forget your reason.

My purpose is to bring you glory,

That makes this time a much better story.

Thank you, Jesus, for your overwhelming peace,

That cannot be stolen from the thief.

Even though this time is hard

I choose this Christmas baby to be my guard.