I Love Christmas!!!
It always brings to mind Him who gave his life for us so that we could live with our loved ones again.
When ever I read the story of the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in a manger. I always wonder what thoughts were going through Mary at that time.
I found this wonderful Poem by Louise Whiting.. Entitled
Christmas Miracle
The cold December wind blew
As she lay there in her bed
A new born babe laid bundled
in a wood crate by her head
A teardrop fell as she a gazed
Beyond her window sill
To a small white cross she had placed with love
Upon a windy hill.
With fevered brow, she closed her eyes
And the heavens heard her prayer
That Jesus bless her baby sleeping silent
By her there.
She wasn't asking for herself
But in His wisdom please
Bless her newborn infant
Upon this Christmas Eve.
Savior grant this not be time
For her to be called home.
For if she were to leave, her newborn babe
Would be cold and left alone.
She closed her eyes, she dreamed, she thought
Of a lady dressed in white.
The white was pure as heaven.
Her face full of heaven's light.
She sang the babe a lullaby
In an angel's voice it seemed.
It must be the fever
She slept. "twas just a dream.
Again she woke, Again she saw
The woman dressed in white
Peace filled her heat, Again, she slept
Until the morn brought Christmas light.
Her fever gone, Her wee one slept.
In his crate he lay so small
She picked him up to find him wrapped
In the lady's pure white shawl.
A note ws pinned upon it.
She read and began to cry.
For on it were the words
Of the Lady's lullaby.
"Hush-a-bye my baby
For on a Christmas morn,
In a far off town called Bethlehem
A wee small babe was born.
Hush-a-bye my child
For in a manger's stall
A newborn babe was born to man
A child born to all.
I held His hand when He was born,
Searched for Him when he was lost,
And cried out in a mother's pain
When they nailed Him to a cross.
Hush-a -bye my wee one.
No harm will come to you.
My name is Mary of Nazareth
And I loved my baby too."
I am grateful for that wee small babe that was born, grateful that he lived and lives still
I love Christmas
