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That's What Christmas means to me.
OLDBIKER
I will post a message tomorrow for Sunday but, I also wanted to share with you a poem I wrote about Christmas.
"That's what Christmas means to me"
Often times when Christmas comes
At the end of every year
We get caught up in worldly things
In the Festivity and the cheer
I remember in my childhood
Crowing up in a Christian home
We didn't have a lot of things
That most folks seemed to own
My parents always had a tree
And mom would hang the lights
The kind that bubbled when they burned
They were such a pretty sight
There never were a lot of gifts
Or packages under the tree
One or two for mom and dad
My brother, my sister and, me
Mom and dad did the best they could
To try and raise me right
The greatest thing they did for me
They taught me of Jesus Christ
They told me of His lowly birth
In a far and distant land
No one life, has touched this world
As this babe from Bethlehem
We know little of His childhood
Growing up near Galilee
His public life was about three years
Then, He died upon a tree
He was born in a borrowed manger
Never owned a house or a home
Spent His life among the needy
Had little to call His own
He spoke of love and kindness
He healed the blind and lame
He touched the broken hearted
And today, we praise His name
He gave His life for all mankind
His blood he shed for all
That we may have eternal life
When upon His name we call
Most people think of Christmas
About happiness, love and joy
But, I was taught this story
When I was just a boy
May you know the Christ of Christmas
Let your trouble heart be free
Place your soul in His safe keeping
That's what Christmas means to me.
Written by Oldbiker/Pee Wee
"That's what Christmas means to me"
Often times when Christmas comes
At the end of every year
We get caught up in worldly things
In the Festivity and the cheer
I remember in my childhood
Crowing up in a Christian home
We didn't have a lot of things
That most folks seemed to own
My parents always had a tree
And mom would hang the lights
The kind that bubbled when they burned
They were such a pretty sight
There never were a lot of gifts
Or packages under the tree
One or two for mom and dad
My brother, my sister and, me
Mom and dad did the best they could
To try and raise me right
The greatest thing they did for me
They taught me of Jesus Christ
They told me of His lowly birth
In a far and distant land
No one life, has touched this world
As this babe from Bethlehem
We know little of His childhood
Growing up near Galilee
His public life was about three years
Then, He died upon a tree
He was born in a borrowed manger
Never owned a house or a home
Spent His life among the needy
Had little to call His own
He spoke of love and kindness
He healed the blind and lame
He touched the broken hearted
And today, we praise His name
He gave His life for all mankind
His blood he shed for all
That we may have eternal life
When upon His name we call
Most people think of Christmas
About happiness, love and joy
But, I was taught this story
When I was just a boy
May you know the Christ of Christmas
Let your trouble heart be free
Place your soul in His safe keeping
That's what Christmas means to me.
Written by Oldbiker/Pee Wee
grammydebest
this is so beautiful it brought tears to my eyes. you are so gifted, you should publish a book of poetry. i would buy a copy if you did!
OLDBIKER
Thank you. The Lord has truly bless me in many ways.
concettah
This is so moving peewee. I could visualize the words you spoke, how very beautiful. Thank you for sharing something so special with us. You should pursue this gift peewee, it really touches hearts.
deleted_user
I remember how much I loved those bubbly lights! This is a great poem.L ove and blessings, Diane
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