‘Twas the day after Christmas, and all over the place
There was mess galore, not any clean space.
In hopes that Mom would pick up without giving the glare.
The kids were all playing with things they’d received.
Some things were now broken, not made well as believed.
Some things were discarded, not something enjoyed,
The response to “too much” for most girls and boys.
There’d been laughter and shouts and responses of glee
As folks opened gifts that had been under the tree.
There’d been a big dinner, people sharing the day,
Good food, good fellowship, good friends, a good time,
We enjoyed the whole day, felt it was all quite fine.
It’s over. Quite finished. Another year from now
Till Christmas comes ’round with its sparkle and wow.
I’m tired today. It’s been a long season
Of prepping and buying and wrapping with reason.
With all of those shoppers who want nothing but more
Of the chance to hit holiday sales after Christmas Day,
Seeking treasures and supplies, not needing much to pay.
I won’t be rushing to prepare for this year’s end,
Or filling my schedule with things that I intend
For to rush right now I would lose, I fear,
The chance to pause and consider how I want this time,
This Christmas, the meaning, to impact what’s mine.
My life and my focus, my choices and dreams
Have more significance with Jesus in them, it seems.
All this world offers is temporal and small
Compared to the hope that God’s promised to all
It’s really as simple as opening a door
To your heart, your soul, inviting Him in
Allowing Him to take from you the penalty of sin.
These thoughts are much bigger than sales, galas and fun
Because God truly loves us, each and every one.
Christmas is over, but the truth of it lasts
I’ll ponder these things with thoughtful reflection
Knowing my life’s worth more because of His redemption.
Imagine the best gift you could possibly get
And realize what He offers is even better yet.