We were doing our Bible lesson today and I was looking back at past issues of Thy Kingdom Come. Brooks Alden is the editor of the magazine and I call him a friend and mentor to me for all that he and his staff has done for our family. Please take some time and read Thy Kingdom Come — Here is their web address: www.associationcovenantpeople.org
Folks, this publication will open your eyes and you will want to open your Bible to read and understand what God has in store for you. It is so true that history repeats itself and each one of these columnists are well grounded in the word of God. The editor of Thy Kingdom Come has allowed to me share this poem with you—
Here, in the USA, many families are so busy with the Christmas Holiday that the true meaning is never shared, and this becomes the most stressful time of the year.
Let us begin:
Oh, how the months have fled, it’s Christmas time once again
As anxious shoppers flood the stores, and money flows like rain
The annual pilgrimage to pick up a tree, the trimmings to secure
Carols ring out, cards are sent, lots of parties, drinks to pour
Early morning, Christmas Day & gifts strewn around the tree
Then, brief moments of excitement, gifts torn apart with glee
Santa came, so do friends, a few drinks, a laugh, a little sleep
Then the turkey, the fun filled dinner, great memories to keep
It’s over, a quiet night at home, hoping no one else will call
But an unexplained feeling persists, a sadness, can this be all
Something’s missing, but what is it, this nagging in the mind
Oh well New Year’s Eve will soon be here, leave this day behind
It is Christmas as we know it, the longest celebration of the year
A joyous time for family and friends, for love and for good cheer
Still, it’s sad the guest of honor, always present in decades past
Is not invited to most homes, is not known, or is forgotten fast
It’s Christmas, no longer a birthday celebration for Jesus the Lord
Just a time to give and get, a holiday & no chance to be bored
Yet, strange it is, for the nagging sadness is but an empty feeling
Just a symptom of life without Christ, an aimless life of drifting
My wish this year is for Jesus Christ to be your honored guest
To lighten your heart, to fill your life & put your mind at rest
May he strengthen the ties that bind you, to those you really love
And touch your life in such a way, you will forever know his love.
For each of you reading this column, this is our Christmas wish that you may share this poem with those around you and that each day in our life would be dedicated to Jesus Christ and not just December 25.
My next lesson will be entitled—Tariffs + Trump = Trouble.
May God Bless You and keep you always.