That Time of Year

So Christmas is that time of year

When folks give others words of cheer

Folks seem in a holiday mood

With lots of drinks and lots of food

They hustle bustle to and fro

And some put on a great big show

They buy their trees, and tinsel, too

And many friendships they renew

They get their cards, and presents swell

And some will entertain with bells

They sing their songs and dance their jigs

And some will eat their dates and figs

And some will worship Santa Claus

And yet for Jesus they will pause

They picture him in manger laid

A tiny baby unafraid

Yet Santa Claus is big and bold

Who knows about us, so we’re told

And he brings presents, flies through air

In single night he’s everywhere

But that’s a lie that comes from hell

For only God knows all too well

Who we the people truly are

And only He is near and far

So Santa turns out a false god

Thus he’s not real but a façade

He takes the place of Christ in hearts

And from the truth those hearts depart

So if you want to worship Christ

And celebrate him and his life

Then give your hearts sold out to Him

And walk in victory, free from sin

An Original Work / December 2, 2022