Every year I write a Christmas poem. I just finished a draft of this year's poem, and I'm quite happy with the way that it is going thus far.
I feel it is an odd thing to do, writing a Christmas poem, as I don't celebrate holidays. However, I do celebrate th birth of Christ the savior. I strive to celebrate this every day so that I don't need a specific day. Christ is not for one day a year, or even one a week. He is not a fashion or fad, nor does he have a point when he becomes irrelevant. He is the living Word of God, come down from Heaven.
I write this not to guilt you about celebrating a holiday, but to remind myself of these truths. God is good, but I'm forgetful.
Every year I write a Christmas poem. I just finished a draft of this year's poem, and I'm quite happy with the way that it is going thus far.
I feel it is an odd thing to do, writing a Christmas poem, as I don't celebrate holidays. However, I do celebrate th birth of Christ the savior. I strive to celebrate this every day so that I don't need a specific day. Christ is not for one day a year, or even one a week. He is not a fashion or fad, nor does he have a point when he becomes irrelevant. He is the living Word of God, come down from Heaven.
I write this not to guilt you about celebrating a holiday, but to remind myself of these truths. God is good, but I'm forgetful.
The Christmas Poem
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